I hear you whisper my name, and I follow the sound of your voice. I finally find you, standing in a room bathed in sunlight, a warm glow cast over your body. I walk towards you, and you open your arms, welcoming me into your embrace. I rest my head against your chest, listening to the rhythmical beating of your heart and know this is where I belong. You lift my face, your blue eyes full of love as your fingers trace the outline of my mouth before covering it with yours. You taste so sweet, and I lose myself in the feeling of your mouth on mine. I feel your hands move down my back, fingers caressing every inch of my skin. I pull you closer, skin against skin, heart against heart, breathing in tune with each other. We are one. I know that, we always will be. Even when separated by distance or time, nothing can keep us apart.

You lower me to the floor, covering my body with yours. I lay still and silent, unwilling to break the moment, my eyes watching your every movement as you explore my body with your mouth, your hands. I feel your breath against my skin; your eyes are locked with mine, love radiating from them.

My body is no longer my own, it belongs to you, to do with what you want. You kneel above me, gently lifting my legs onto your shoulders, and I hear a small gasp escape my lips as you enter me. Our bodies move as one, every movement bringing us closer to that moment of exquisite pleasure that will leave us breathless, my name on your lips as you fill me.

I bring my hands up, cupping your face and pull you to me, wanting, needing to taste you, to leave my mark on your skin.

I cry out as you hit that spot deep inside me which is yours alone. I lift my hips as your movements quicken. My skin is covered in a light sheen of sweat, your tongue licks at the small beads which are caught by the rays of sunlight. My fingers dig into your back, my legs tighten around you. You lean in, and I strain to hear my name pass your lips as you come. The sound of your voice, the last thrust which fills me with you, sends me over the edge. Your body is once again wrapped around mine, and I want to stay in this moment forever, lost in you, belonging to you, loved by you.

My eyes open and my body is drenched in sweat. The bed is cold, empty. I shiver, knowing it was a dream. I turn over, running my hand over my face, the dampness of my tears wiped away by a single motion. You are still with me, in my dreams; it is not what I want, but I accept it because the alternative is terrifying.