Again…
I’d rather dream of you as I fight sleep
than rest and wake
knowing you are forever gone.

Wakeful in this midnight hour
I remember the dream that was reality.
Yes, those recollections most relived,
my favorite dreams
still wash ashore.
They have scraped deep paths of memory in my mind.
Now, for this microsecond moment
I am yours and you are mine
in my mind
there I am happy
& you are at peace.

The memory passes
I rouse from this waking dream
and resign myself to sleep in this reality
where you do not exist for me as I desire,
& sadly never will

Heartbroken, I cry
exhale a whisper
“goodnight”