Dreams

I slept well last night - very well, after three weeks without a day off work and most of those days involving early starts I was tired; but I don't think that's the real reason why I slept so well. As promised my boyfriend kept me safe and warm through the night by cuddling me in his arms; it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. 

I guess it's some sort of hardwired emotion, a sense memory from childhood, where you're at your most vulnerable, and the safety and security you feel from a loving hug is life affirming; I don't think that feeling ever leaves you - I never want that feeling to leave me, it's beautiful. To crave something so much, something so innocent, to simply want to fall asleep cradled in my boyfriends arms is so pure and to have someone who understands and empathises such an emotional need is beyond any words I could possibly convey. 

His arms around me, my head resting on his chest and his kiss upon my cheek gave me a peaceful and happy mind and soul; I felt so safe and closer than ever to my boyfriend - to feel his chest rising and falling when he breathed just made us feel as one. I slept soundly and, as crazy as it sounds, it felt like we were surrounded by angels watching over us and protecting us through the night. I woke up in the early hours of the morning and I don't think either of us had moved a muscle, I was still in the same position and my boyfriends arms were still around me. I turned my head to look at my boyfriend - he was sleeping so peacefully and looked so tender and fragile; it was one of the most beautiful sights I'd ever seen and one of the most beautiful nights we'd spent together. It was like the best dream I could ever have except when I awoke the dream continued......................