Sweet Dreams.

Sweet Dreams Love. 

Hopes of days spent laying in your soft cotton sheets

head draped over a warm flesh chest radiating with desire. 

Sweet dreams laughter. 

Smirks, teasing and tantalizing my mind with thoughts of future passion.

Sweet dreams cold noses

Touching under the dark starlight sky,

Hearts filled with small thoughts of greater existences that brought us here.

Sweet dreams wet cheeks

Plagued with dried salt, a product of self loss. 

Sweet Dreams unsettled stomach

Dancing and swaying to the songs that make up the story of us

Sweet Dreams comfortable sleep

Pillowcases formed around two heads

securely placed where they thought they belonged,

Not worrying about where to find themselves.

Sweet Dreams Autumn

In New York, the first season worth changing to.

Sweet Dreams Home,

The one I found in your smile, in your laugh, 

in your smell, in your tears, in your kiss.

Sweet Dreams my dear Prince.