I dreamed of you all day today.
Like a ghost
Your faint whispers
and grace
floating through my
head
I swear that I could see you
out of the corner of my eye
but when I'd look
you were gone
I knew you were among the stars
seeming so randomly placed
but in perfect position
as though they were chosen
by some great artist
as you fill my night sky
I can feel you
as tangible as mist
everywhere
all that I can see
all that I can think of
surrounding me
but every attempt I make
to grasp you and hold you
close
escapes me
and slides through my fingers.
Tonight,
as every night,
I will wait for you
and hope that it rains.