These last days, before entering the realm of dreams she sat on her own bed, assuming the lotus position and playing her own little “imagination game”. After the shower, after preparing her own body for the night sleep, after having herself smooth, scenting fresh, after all the sounds of the day dims into nothingness, she gets to the center of her own double bed, and in the quiet darkness she does it.
The hands move from her own thighs to her face. There, she caress and cups her beautiful face. In doing that she looks up, at her, the ghost of her, standing still and looking forward. One inhale, and she feels her, she gets in her, she melts with her. Her body moves, slowly, rhythmically till their breaths are synchronised.
Then she bends, slowly, ever so little. Till her head rests, on the tummy of her summoned love.
The tummy moves with her, the breasts caress the top her head.
She then kisses her navel, the face now perfectly aligned to the body of the summoned blond beautiful figure.
Moments, seconds, one minute, enough to send her “Love”, the sacred one she holds for her.
A little whisper, their hands join, the kiss.
She bends her head and kisses the forehead, my forehead.
I turn my head up, she moves to my lips, the softest of the kiss seal this moment.
Her hands slide, their fingers departs, the summoning ends.
She is ready now.
if the sleep Gods will be good they’ll meet in her dreams.

Love
Kitty