MONOLOGUE 4

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MONOLOGUE IV

The sound of water. The feel of water. A world of water with a watery moon rippling in the distance. A line of air bubbles streamed upward and disappeared as he embraced me, holding me tightly. A slender but sturdy arm wrapped around my waist. A small, gentle hand held the back of my hand. A tiny gasp became more bubbles, carrying this maddening yearning to the surface. Even though the water all around us should have been cold, there was a warmth in my chest. My heart ached. It felt like my eyes were going to melt. I couldn't stop the surge of heartrending emotions. Somewhere along the way, his arms had wrapped around my back, holding me tight, as if to reassure me. A world of water. Just the two of us. Slowly sinking, but never letting go of each other. Ahhh. It's melting. My consciousness is melting. Everything is dissolving, drifting away like an ephemeral dream.

And the last thing that remains is the warmth of his chest. That alone consumes my heart. And it brings me so much joy.