Now reality is better than dreams

English poems

Used to be that I would stare into nothingness;

in the middle of a task

I would think of your lips.

Used to be that I would rush home from work

just to hit the bed early;

dream long of your body’s warmth.

Now I stare not into nothingness

for every minute counts

when your lips are pressed on mine.

Now I rush not for early bedtimes

and long dreams

for they are no better

than the reality of us

being one.

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