Even as the night has drifted softly upon me

Distilling its emptiness

So also has your memory

In silence

Crept from within the walls

Wrapping me in the velvet cloak

Of longing…and desire

And I am helpless

For my senses betray me

The memory of your scent rests upon my skin

The thought of your warmth presses against me

The vision of you silhouette approaches

And falls upon my eyes

And all…

All becomes as a dream before me

And I shall dream


Oh yes, I shall dream on

Until no reason remains

To wake

…Jeff Bresee

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Afzal Shauq's picture

good dream...a good poem with good logical expressions and the whole theme is also impressive... well done friend and hope you go through my poems too ...agreed with your idea...