"i had a dream about
you last night but
i can't really remember most
of it"
i pause to imagine the storyline
between
what could we have been doing? me
there in your brain while
really i was in my own bed
dreaming of you
and i, those perfect nights
where our naked skin mirrored
our naked speech baring
the unsheltered thoughts to
one another
"but i was sad to wake up
without you"
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