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  • I had never dreamt that I would find myself lying on your floor in the morning light, spread out like a shredded, white sheet. I didn't know a hardwood floor could be so cold.

    I opened my eyes, slowly, to table-legs, meticulously carved, and black boots, door-frame, my back against the bedside.

    My body was a pillow, cast aside. You; sound asleep on the mattress. Did I fall? Did I fall out of your dream? Did I throw myself out, like a skydiver, did I rush through layers of night and dreams, waiting for the right moment to execute my dawning parachute? Did I fail to prepare my landing, did I crash and burn? Body position: forward left, arch the hips toward the roll and bend your knees slightly. Be sure the order of contact is correct; balls of the feet, calf, upper leg, rear end, and finally the side of the back.

    I had never dreamt I would find myself in this position.

    I had never dreamt that you would be my wake up-call.
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