Even as she sleeps
she dreams of him.

Coloured pictures,
actions, words,
senseless, changing
upon scene
upon scene.

She stirs.

Moves about
the bed.

She dreams of him
even in her sleep,
action packed,
******, kisses
given, received,
put on hold.

She sighs,
wordless,
moves hand
to her *******,
eyes closed,
head full
of dreams.

Awake
she'll know
he's dead,
but in sleep
nothing is
what it seems.