shirt off, golden rays shining on pale skin.
my necklace,
turned backwards as i tossed and turned in the night.
your fingertips gracing my skin
as you undid the hook
and placed the jewelry on the bedside table.
i turned to see your face, eyes gleaming back at mine.

but it was just a dream,
and you’re turned away as i wake to snow outside.
so i cry silently as i wait for you to wake.