Making love in our dreams
Laughing, exhausted, and gasping for air, we both collapsed on the couch. Playing all our old albums we danced the night away. Memories came flooding back. Our teen years and college days when we clubbed the nights away. The moment we met. When we said, “I do”. The births of our children. All the unforgettable memories that forty-six years in a loving relationship bring.
We must have said “Do you remember” a hundred times. And off we would go to another treasured moment that lay lost in our minds. Until the music played.
She lay in my arms. Just like the first time, I’m still kidnapped by her charms. One of those unforgettable moments you wish will never end. I look into her eyes and say, “Damn I’m sore.” She laughs. She has the most contagious laugh. Eventually, our bodies remember to breathe. We manage to somehow make it to bed. Out like a light within minutes. Making love in our dreams. Reliving all our childhood schemes.
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