Exhaustion devours my body – I cannot take anymore   With heavy eyes weary arms slither slowly behind your back   You cradle my head in your pockets   Like an unwritten journal my secrets held   Cheeks cradled in your smoothness allow my dream catcher to prevail   Firmness maintained sweet whispers attained transports ...

Part I can be found here. I woke up back in my bedroom with the starlight streaming on my face. I used two fingers to massage my temple to soothe the sharp pain in my skull. I swung  my legs over the bed surprised that I didn’t need to use an arm to support myself ...