I dreamt the beautiful dream.
Lying there, you in my arms,
cuddling
sleeping.
My chest against your back,
arms encircling
and protecting you.
Your slow breath
shifting your body in my arms.
I kiss your neck
and feel you smile,
and hear it from the depths
of your being.
Then the alarm shatters,
and I am alone.
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As you dreamt about, my spooning you.