Sleep… deeper… the warmth will hold you still. No… it’s moving… The bed just breathed. Veins beneath you hum like chords, the silence bends, the rhythm soars. It’s under me... it’s under me! It’s touching my skin, oh god, it’s warm! Don’t fear the pulse… You’re part of the form. Don’t wake up. Can’t breathe. It’s crawling... beneath… Dream with me, it’s all we need. The bed that breathes, it feeds... it binds, flesh in motion, heartbeat rhymes. I can’t move… it’s pulling me down… You’re safe inside - no pain, no sound. You shiver, but the warmth won’t fade, the walls are soft, the debts are paid. It’s not warmth, it’s wet! It’s breathing through me! That’s how love feels… inside the dream. Skin to skin, spin within. Wake him up... wake him up! I am awake... and so are you! We’re one heartbeat split in two. The bed that breathes, it holds... it feeds, it plants you deep where hunger leads. He’s not waking up, oh please... he’s gone! He’s home. Sleep… sleep… there’s room for two. Don’t… please… don’t.
