Last night I had a dream. It was of a kiss. There is the approach in which you dont assume you are really going to kiss them your mind is going "are you going to kiss" You catch details like a glimmer of light in her eyes. My lips just gracefully touched hers, followed by her acknowledgment of keeping her lips on mine. As we kissed I felt released. Her kiss affirmation of the love I have been seeking for so many months. A sigh of relief came over me the kiss perfect. It was liberating. The kiss the least bit sexual but heart relieving, stress freeing, and conforming. The kind of comfort that comes over you when you cry in the arms of a friend, the kind of comfort you remember from your childhood as your mother carried you asleep, the comfort of home, the comfort of knowing...