In dreams we reach across the diatance

No trick of the light
To have a heart full of stars
Grown in reflection to your love

Sweet dreams
Leave the taste of you on waking
Tongue ache in remembrance

Hands pressed to lips
Savoring a memory of yet to be
Painful dreaming

Waking in I love you
Mind flying the miles
Yearn

A promise to keep you
Safe within my arms
As safe as you desire

Poetry month is kicking my ass

A stress trigger is a release valve
But this one is a old remnant
One I can’t use
So the pressure builds
Looking for a outlet
Whispering desires
Promises of how great
To not think for awhile
But I’m hers
No one else’s