I dream't of you last night
We were walking around a strange town,
for what seemed like miles and miles
It wouldn't end

At last, a moment of bliss
our lips sealed in a kiss
My arms and yours
embraced like the roots of a sierra

And in that moment, I awoke
To the cold bleakness of weathered
and worn eyes

Torn from my existence

Without you once again
and that was that

Nothing more, nothing less
Only in my dreams will you
continue to exist.
© 2014 Christina Jackson