I dreamt of you again last night.
This time more vivid than the nights before.
I swear I could feel the suppleness of your skin against my own.
The warmth of your kiss against my lips.
And I swear I could even smell your perfume.
It was a dream I never wanted to wake from.
It was the most at ease I had felt in a long time.
But I did awake and when I did you were gone.
So now I pray for night so we may be together once again.
Jameson Wilds 