I lay in my bed
Alone, it is not my choice.
It never is.
But I am content.  
That day will come.
And tonight, I lay alone.
But I am not lonely
No, never.
My thoughts and dreams swirling in my head
Mixing together
Creating their fiendish offspring
Was that a noise?
No, it was a demon.
I catch my breath
Curse my imagination
I prefer not to think of demons
But the angel bestowed upon me
Who, in my mind, joins me this night.
In our dreams, maybe so
But your warmth I now lack
Your soft whimpers in sleep
How you unconsciously hold me tighter.
My love
I will have you someday
But tonight, the only you I have
Is a thought.
Fading as I settle into the void
My last thought before sleep
*Someday soon.