I Dream Of The Moon

I dreamt about you last night. 

We were sat in a field of clover 

Looking at a full moon, daisies entwined 

With your hair and the crimson blush of 

Rose settled on your lips.

I said I loved you, you said you loved 

The revolution, and then laughed. 

You told me you loved me, 

I told you I loved to drink, and laughed.

You looked worried, sad almost, 

But it passed and you were smiling again. 

You smile a lot in my dreams.

I lay back in the clover and looked at the moon, 

You looked at the moon too. 

Something told me we were seeing it differently.

I asked what you saw; you said a beautiful 

Symbol of hope and aspirations. 

When you asked what I saw, I shook my head. 

I couldn't tell you I saw a dead rock 

In a void that would kill us, after that.

I woke up at four am, 

Feeling more alone than I had in a while. 

I climbed out of bed, 

Saw the moon 

And thought of you.