Saturday, October 08, 2005

excuses, excuses !

in the early hours between sleeping and waking, when the body runs on automatic pilot and the mind scampers freely over the moonlit dreamscape ...

i found myself idly but affectionately tweaking the loved one's volume and tone controls, or

"just helping you breathe !" ...

and then, having disturbed her voluptuous reverie, an excuse presented itself, expediently:

... "i'm just trying to bring some sensation back to my worn out fingertips, darling!"

to which came the lightning, ( or is that thunderbolt ?) reply,

"it may become necessary to bring some sensation to the back of my hand in a minute, darling !"