My wish is for that feeling.
That feeling where everything is warm covers, and an invitation to snuggle up. Curved into someone’s body for an indulgent hour of what puppies experience in a puppy pile of sunshine and overlapped limbs.
Soft dark and drowsy conversation that speaks in whispers. Laughter that sounds slightly dirty because It’s said only in my ear and feels like chocolate.
True intimacy is the stuff of dreams.