I awoke only two hours after going to sleep.
I was in a daze, unable to see clearly what was around me.
I was deeply longing to see the face of my Love, to caress it.
I sat up with cloudy vision and saw before me a face.
My longing and my half-conscious state schemed together.
My eyes saw the face of my Love, and I so longed to reach out.
My hand moved before me to simply run my fingers down her calm cheek.
My sudden awareness and instant recoil at the moment of reaction was intense.
He, my roommate, startled awake at the instant following the touch.
He seemed dazed, unable to discern what could have caused his break in slumber.
He lay back peacefully to resume while I hid in my covers below.
He was not my Love, so my longing was fully unfulfilled.
I look forward to the time when I can see her serene face.
My fingers will run along her soft skin and I will be able to then caress her face.
He will not interfere with my expression of Love, for
She will be the one before my eyes receiving my touch and responding in reciprocal love.
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