You said I miss you
And I closed my eyes.

Your hair, your laugh, your touch, you-
Beautiful you, danced by my closed eye,
Soon to sleep but never lost,
You laid gracefully in the arc of my new smile.

These words, three but full of you,
Sing to me like you sometimes do in the quiet car.

Though distance is implied,
Though dull ache is understood,
Though these words may cry-

They mean something of my dreams-

I am not doomed to lonely misery,
Unrequited are not my arrows shot.

You love me.

And I miss you too.