Sunday, October 12, 2008


I dreamed of you again last night
and I between your weight and bed,
your kisses upon my cheek
and hands pressing into my own.
Bed down with me in spirit, love,
and mate me in rituality,
lest I wake from love to light
amid an empty room
sick at heart, aching and lost
in memories so tantalizing.

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