Sweet dreams are made of you...

 

Father time carries me further and further away

From the last moment I kissed your lips, said goodbye

We approach the second turn around the sun.

The void you’d left in my world remains

And life just continues to move on.

 

As I experience life without you.

New memories and moments are made.

Yet, at night, I close my eyes in sweet anticipation

For the past, an image, any image of you to surface

In my thoughts, in my mind’s eye, in my dreams.

 

Hoping for a moment

A still, a shape, an image.

Caught like a dragonfly in amber

or a faded black and white photograph.

To see your face, your eyes, your lips, that smile.

 

Hoping for a memory

playing like an old film.

Maybe not as clear as I’d like

but happy to relive a moment in my mind.

Captured, cherished deep inside my heart.

 

To touch your face, to kiss your lips

To hold you tight throughout the night.

To feel your warmth, your heartbeat under hand.

To look into your eyes and see them smile.

To hear you say I love you once more.

My dreams of you are the sweetest.

Nights I wish to last, to savor every moment.

But I must wake, leaving you there in my dreams.

I know that I need to live, to feel, to move forward.

And hope you visit my dreams again another day. 

October 2021