There was a perennial river near this enormous, calming oak. At first, the tight hug was ended with a friendly kiss. This time, I felt intricately intimate to you. Our bodies were physically connected and I mean it. Your slim arms enfold myself effortlessly while your head rests safely on my chest.
We stay there silent.
I unwrap your arms from my body, take you by your wrists and that characteristic scent runs between you and me. I come close to your face, you smile. Though it might be probably filled with emotions, your head is not that heavy so I take it gently and you grant me with a deep, tender kiss. It takes a few seconds to understand what's happening, and the longer it takes, the more intense the moment feels.
With vivid scenes in my mind and a unnoticed smile on my face, I wake up. I take my laptop and access my Facebook page. You sent me a message apologizing for staying just a few minutes talking to me the day before yesterday.
"It's okay," I respond, then type. I also mentioned that I dreamed of you and it was good. I'm not a sticky person, but that observation needed to be made.
"What happened during the dream?" You asked, and then I said that we will one day reproduce what we did in my dream, and I won't have to say it to you.
You laughed and we started talking about movies.