'Drew 4

I swim in a plane of smoke and silver sheets; gyrant and pearlescent. A continuous void beset  with an unending bedded floor that envelops into hugs of a thousand-thousand feathers and a thousand thousand embraces. I swim with someone else. I hold their knees, I feel their toes against my chest. I see their arms across my back. Their frame all but hidden in the secret of our embrace.

I awake. the morning blue, light poured in. I sat up and looked to the right, His bed was empty. What time was it? I laid back down in a huff. God what the fuck was wrong with me?