It had been a long time since the last time he had found himself awake before the sun. As he turns suppressing a yawn he sees that his bedmate is still there.
Thinking it to be a dream he turns back over and drifts back to sleep. In his dreams his bedmate, a girl with pale eyes whispers to him about her hopes and
dreams for their lives. As well as her most intimate fears. It takes a while for him to realize that this is not a dream. That he is here lying there with the girl of his
dreams. The world is quiet except for her chattering. Chattering that he finds lulls him into a sweet sense of security, he knows only she could ever give any
other human being. He can't help but think how insignificant all of the problems and people outside of this bed seem. Not for the first time he thinks about
convincing the girl to stay with him, in this bed as long as humanly possible. Then he looks over at her as he feels her eyes on him. He sees her smile and he
remembers. He thinks about how selfish it would be to keep her smile and her quiet but luminescent personality away from the other people who love her and
she loves as well. He sighs and instinctively she wraps her around are his torso and kisses his cheek. His eyes are on the ceiling now. He is afraid that he looks at
her now he'll be lost. He knows that she is predictable, but somehow all of his deductive skills fly out the window when she's involved. So he reaches out and
wraps his arms around her and hoists her on top of him. He kisses her chin and he breaks his hold on her momentarily to turn on a song.
When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream)
Please, don't wake me, no, don't shake me
Leave me where I am - I'm only sleeping
He feels her smile she gets exactly what he is saying right now. In soft words she reassures him that she is here to stay for as long as he needs her. He is
grateful beyond words and he thanks her the only way he knows how. He whispers to her his fears of his body's and mind's limitations and she reassures him
that it's natural. Even though she knows he knows that this is a natural fear. She holds him or maybe it is he that is holding her, regardless in this moment they
both know that when day breaks and they have to leave this bed, this moment when remain with them. With that thought they both smile as they drift off. Only
to awaken when the sun is high in the sky to play that silly game of uncertainty that lay outside of the bedroom door.
Inspired by I'm Only Sleeping by The Beatles
