HOW a Kingsize Mattress With Your Soulmate Makes Loving Everything Possible.
Once we reach a certain age, getting up in the morning takes extra effort. So here’s the dilemma my ‘sweet pea’ and I face.
First, we have the most comfortable hotel-quality beds imaginable. Our king-size beauty hosts two-foot-thick Posturepedic memory foam support technology, created by Sealy to relieve pain and improve sleep quality.
We (together or solo) sleep, nap, write, meditate, pray, and do ‘all things pleasing’ (wink) on our memory foam (now if only I could remember where I put my keys — eh!)
Sealy’s Posturepedic technology is designed to help provide targeted comfort and support right where you need it: Motion isolation, ease of movement, and increased airflow.
Toss in a mid-day nap, fresh breeze, moon, or sunshine flowing through an open floor-to-ceiling window with a south-facing penthouse view, and you’ve got pure bliss!
Through a perfectly aligned window to the left of the headboard, we gaze over a south penthouse view to appreciate Toronto’s moving Skyline. A squint will catch the glitter of Lake Ontario’s shoreline and a peek of Toronto Harbour, where our sailboat lives.
Alhamdulillah, every day we wake and doze, surrounded by a pile of fluffy pillows covered in an oversized down-filled comforter, feeling the safe, pure love a soulmate’s breath and heartbeat offers inches from each other’s chest. Toes are touching at the foot of the bed. — There’s no higher aspiration than living and loving such profound significance, connection, belonging, contribution and personal growth.
Through a perfectly aligned window to the left of the headboard, we gaze over a south penthouse view to appreciate Toronto’s moving Skyline. A squint will catch the glitter of Lake Ontario’s shoreline and a peek of Toronto Harbour, where our sailboat ‘Akiya’ lives.
Weather patterns fill our gaze as we imagine overlooking a rainforest or faraway place in our Avatar-like dreams.
Chirping birds, urban sirens, and howling winds remind us we’re alive.
Like clockwork, one of us wakes for a sit-down pee. (not in bed, of course) If the evening candle that adorns the antique dresser still flickers, it’s a sign we can crawl back into our cocoon for more hours of spooning comfort.
A king-sized bed allows a solo occupant the quirky option of sleeping at a perpendicular angle to the headboard and hog pillows and rolling over from side to side, top to bottom, for a fresh feel from dream-soaked sheets.
My soulmate and I typically act like a pair of lion kings, contently rolling onto each other, limbs tangled.
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In the realm where dawn hesitates to tread,
Lies a sanctuary of whispers and wordless vows,
A king-size mattress, a haven we’ve wed,
In its embrace, possibility bows.
Crafted with Sealy’s gentle precision,
Two feet thick, a cloud of dreams afloat,
Where motion sleeps, and dreams envision,
A tapestry where souls devote.
The skyline’s dance through the window’s frame,
Toronto sparkles like a jeweled bay,
In that sweep of light, we find no blame,
Just timeless love that colors our day.
Amidst the pillows, soft whispers cascade,
A symphony of heartbeats that never cease,
In entwined repose, our worries fade,
A testament to synchronized, silent peace.
Through breezes whispering secrets untold,
And moonlight weaving through night’s serene,
A kingsize bed becomes the bold
Canvas where our love is seen.
With each chirp and wind’s haunting call,
We’re reminded of life’s tender jest,
Yet here, in this cocoon, we sprawl,
Wrapped in love, feeling truly blessed.
In this expanse, freedom’s peculiar grace,
Allows a dance of limbs in joyous spree,
A lion’s lair, a sacred place,
Where we find our royal decree.
Together, like lion kings, we reign,
In tangled limbs, we find our art,
In the silence, we hear love’s refrain,
In this mattress, an ever-beating heart.
Daniel~Ibrahim
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