She

She's my happiness
The angelic vision vision I see at night
When I hug the pillow tight
And imagine her arms around me
The warmth of her love5r
The sweet smell of her beauty
Slow rythmic cadence of her breathing
So soothing and gentle
The silky softness of her skin against my cheek
Slowly I stir and reach out
Wake up and look around
Feeling the empty space where sleep had given meaning
Realizing that it was all so much a dream
Silently whispering a wish for slumber's return
To last until that time we can be together
And the emptiness will be filled by her
And she will be in my arms when I wake

©  Michael Stromer
 
 



 


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