The Couch

I was dozzing off
her finger tips running through my hair
my head in her lap
i stured
she stopped
an arm around a sholder and on my chest

she got up
i curled up
she came back
i straightened out
she turned off the lights
then turned on a small glow

soft female voices filled the room
the layed ontop and curled up
i held her
ran my finger tips up and down her arm
she stured
i stopped
she layed and fell asleep
i dozzed off
in and out of dreams