Little but a dream

Intertwined it’s like your here,

Beneath the stars both we lie,

The skins touch feels little of artifice,

Lost in translation still knowing your there.


Woken in the morning and you have gone,

Left with only a memory that fades upon every recall,

By the evening you have fled my thoughts,

Only to reappear in my unconscious state.


Spouse to someone I have never held in actuality,

Pained to think of the specters presence,

Without explanation or consequence,

Drawn to you by little but a dream.


Pondering the paradigm of the world in which we live,

Questioning all the nights of clammy skin,

Never knowing if it were real or just a projection,

Behind sits an untouchable happiness.



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