Yesterday, I dreamt of you.
Not those dreams where
My neck meets your lips
Or your hands on my hips.
No.
A dream where you and I
Sleep in the same bed
Our hands touching slightly.
I open my eyes and you
Pretend you're sleeping
I giggle and come closer
The tips of our noses touch
I can feel your warmth and
Our lips are parted
I lean in and kiss you
Just a brush of our skins
And my heart aches.
Not because it's been
A long time since I've had
Any kind of human touch.
No.
It ached for you.
It ached for the promise
I made you
That one day I would come back,
But I never did, did I?
[One year and eleven days later
And your smile still hasn't left my head]
YOU ARE READING
H I M
Poetry"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
