‘I struggle to dream…’
by Bec Fary
‘I struggle to dream. However, it could be that I struggle to differentiate between my last thoughts at night and first thoughts of the broken morning. Currently I am plagued by golden visions of long limbs, pale skin, gentle touch, loving eyes and warm embraces. These visions are harshly shortened by the sudden reality that these heavenly occurrences are replaced by a cold, empty bed. To know the reality in these visions is located far from my body, but close to my heart, pangs me dearly. He loves me, and for that I’m glad. I love him too. It’s lovely to have dreams of reality.’
Thank you for sharing, whoever you are, I hope your bed is warm soon.