In The Night

 

I see your face in my dreams again,

In sleeping hours, in twilight thoughts,

Where shadows dance a muted waltz,

That hinders hopes and stifles doubts.

*

I hear your voice in my dreams again,

In whispered breaths, in shadows cast,

Where sonnets tell of tales of woe,

Of what we had and what has past.

*

I hold your hand in my dreams again,

In feathered touch, in heated feel,

Where skin is burned beyond the pale,

And flames that dance in passion’s zeal.

*

I kiss your lips in my dreams again,

In honeyed oak, in ripened berry,

Where taste ignites a fervent need,

As battle rage and scruples worry.

*

Morning breaks I know not when,

But in my dreams we’ll meet again.

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