So alone, alone in the bitter darkness, so cold, still and silent. How I miss the warmth of my own personal sun, my mate. His burning kisses that fueled such heat to block out the nights chill. His embrace, a furnace of ever flowing love, wrapping tenderly around me in the inky shadows of our bedroom.
Now, I lay tangled amongst the cold bedsheets, caught in half sleep and half dream where I can almost feel him with me, just touching. I'm torn between the wanting to wake and see, feel if he is truly with me or surrender to my tired and restless mind. A mind full of wants that keep pulling me under to what I know to be false. But those dreams can be better than the shock reality brings.
For tonight, at least, I think I shall dream. Let my mind close down and where visions bring me back to your touch, your kiss, your love, till I wake and you are by my side staring at me as only you do. Loving to watch me sleep, "so peaceful", you always say with a smile filled with affection.

So to my beloved mate, kisses and sweet dreams on our first night away from each other.