The Long, Long Ivory Length of You

Last night I drifted to sleep imaging long, angular ivory limbs sprawled across my tiny double bed…
Little bumps like gooseflesh rising along your back because it’s too early to turn on the heat and too late to sleep with a window open…
The lovely luminescence of your white, white skin bathed by the orange glow of the streetlamp outside my window…
The gentle ebb and flow of your dream-time breathing lulling me like the steady sighing of the ocean…
And so I slept, so sweetly.