when they come to me in a dream
(offering promises of carnal delight)
“you and me
we should probably just let it be”
I agree
but it shouldn’t feel
this good
this fine
this free
just to be with you
even in a figment of my imagination
and then I said
“I have to go“
feeling the absence
slowly seep
as I ascend
a rocky stair
without turning back
certain you are still there