Dreams 2

About the same boy, but a different dream.

I can't stop thinking

about what happened last night.

Though you weren't there,

I could see you under the lids of my eyes.

I could feel your fingers

on the small of my back

and I could feel your gift

at the nape of my neck.

It was more lovely

than one could think.

Your smell was enough

for me to drink.

I knew right then

that you fell for me.

And I felt it, too.

Whole, we would be.

Dancing our hearts out

wasn't enough.

You kissed me that night

out of love.

But these dreams aren't real,

they never were.

And now my heart is aching.

And I'm so hurt.