I have been touched by something wonderful -- an early morning wakeup nudge to a part of my soul that's been slumbering, peacefully asleep for 24 years. She stretches, rubs at the sleep in her eyes, and blinking from within a fuzzy warm haze of half-awakenedness, she says, "Good morning, love" to me and my arouser.Though it may have been 3 a.m. in our world, this newly-risen sleeper lies radiating in the warmth of the dawn of my soul. She sinks back into the womb-like bed ever so slightly, her senses gradually taking in both subtle nuances and bright waves of her new conciousness.
This is a new day -- one of hope, joy and love. Slipping out from under the covers, she stands unclothed, but fully enveloped by the warm sunlight glowing in through the window which opens up to my soul. It's so very easy to get lost in such a vast place, but at this moment she feels fully at home.
You reach out and tenderly wrap a soft robe about her shoulders -- not out of embarassment or modesty, but out of pure love. As she hugs it against her, rocking happily back and forth, I feel myself being embraced -- your arms wrapping around me from behind -- comforting, encircling and slowly seducing me in the sleepy morning haze. She tilts her head innocently, smiling back at you through me, and says, "What awaits this glorious day?"
Looking into her softly sparkling and adoring eyes, I see a reflection... I see how we stand -- you behind, drawing me in, with our fingers intertwining. A soft glow clothes us both, and I also see this early morning riser gazing back out at you and at me.
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