Dreams of Love

I dreamed of you again

Last night, pressed so tight 

Between the sheets, wrapped

In a memory that longs

For solidity

Outside the boundaries

Of my mind.

 

I dreamed of you again

As I have done 

So many times;

Each one a testament

To a love

Still burning.

 

You have not left

A part of me

Untouched.

You linger

Like water

Upon the shore

To soak

What little

Remains virginal —

 

Every crystal

Glistening

In the glow

Of your heart,

Every touch

A tiny prayer

To soothe

A swollen psyche

 

Where it is

Sometimes 

Too easy

For memories

To become misery,

Where vacancy

Invites the dark

To stay.

 

So I am thankful

I dreamed of you

Last night

Where I could feel you 

Again

As I did then, 

When you pressed

Your lips to the pain

And it was gone.

 

There is no place safer

Than the sanctity

Of your arms;

A tender safety

Every woman

Dreams of.

 

You are filling

Every gap

In my mind

And every lonely

Leap of faith

Left uncrossed

In my body.

All the jagged 

Edges of my psyche

Are finally fitting

Together.

 

You fill me

Entirely — 

From head to toe,

But it does not feel 

Like an intrusion;

It feels

Like coming home.