I dreamt of you last night.
Your features intertwined in my neural pathways.
Visions of you danced behind my eyelids.
I felt the warmth of your skin.
You put your head in my lap,
And I wove my fingers through your hair.
I kissed the top of your head.
Blessed and cursed dream,
That tantalizes me with your presence,
Then tortures me as you fade again into the depths of my heart and mind.
If a nighttime apparition is all I can have of you,
I’ll take it.
O, let me dream again.