Your touch is warm
As your fingers gently caress my arm
I hold my breath as if
Depriving myself of oxygen
Could make this moment last
I lean into you
Resting my head on yours
Kissing your crown
As you bury your face in my chest
With a sigh that melts my heart

This moment is perfect
Heaven couldn't improve
Upon an eternity spent like this
Nor could Hell be worse
Than our eventual part

Your touch was warm
But as always
I awake
And I realize
You were never really here
I look around my empty room
As I sit in my empty bed
And reflect on my empty life
And I feel cold

These dreams of memories
Of days long gone
Are a fleeting fantasy
And a reminder
A reminder
Of a life without you
An all too harsh reality
With which I am all too familiar