You have invaded my dreams.

[etherial]

I dreamt about you again. I didn't write this right after getting up (duh), so the dream has mostly faded. I was visiting you, and we were lounging somewhere. Relaxing, we were, reclined on our upturned forearms, flapping our lips at each other in conversation. I moved my head right, and you yours, and we accidentally flapped them right onto each other.

We were so embarassed, it was as though we wanted to wipe the thought of having kissed away from our mouths. But that thought was immediately replaced by the idea that, if we were going to kiss at all, we might as well do it right.

I can't wait to dream of you again tonight.