You crept into my dreams last night, Love
And, well, every night since
you called me back to you
When I am still in the thickness of sleep
I curl myself around the dream-edged form of you
that is tucked away in my heart--
The essence of you caught up in the essence of me
And I remember your smell, clean and strong
I feel the heat of your hands as they travel across my skin
I know your boyish laugh, your impish grin
Then as the sun slips into being
sending its fingers to creep across my face
I awake to miss you once again.
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