I dream of your face

And your hands, your lips, every place

That we have ever been and all the sights

We’ve ever seen and everything

We touched.

Somehow it was not enough.

And in my sleeping hours I crave more

I crave the things we missed,

The to-dos on the list,

I create worlds where we are

Together, just for now

If not forever

My nightly mind is in denial

My pillow a pathway to the past

Or to a future we let pass

I wake to a daybreak that is real

To a body that yearns to feel

Just a fraction of the nightly joy

That comes to me in dreams of you


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