Dream, Interrupted

…so close I could taste you.
The touch of your skin
still lingered upon my fingertips…

My heart raced;
the moment—
THE moment—
was here.
At last.

loud noises from the other room,
the laughter of a joyful,
boisterous conversation
broke through the bubble
of our intimate embrace…

We paused.

I woke up from the dream.
I tried to linger
as long as I could,
my mind racing
through the memory
of what was—
and of what almost was…

But there was no going back.

But I can’t forget.
That moment when I was…

(30 July 2013)