in my wakefulness i still dream of you, always you i am consumed by you for you of you, your face willing to leave an impression on my pillow with a perfumed essence that lingers long after, to fill my lungs with a desire continued, though my longing for you to be with you has no beginning or end each night to be loved by you to know even in my dreams awake or not you have changed my world forever in the ways of love and life