zodiac12 Dec 2005

I Saw Your Face Last Night

as I lay in bed,
each line, each feature
in the ceiling,

your eyes urgently staring,
lips parted as if to receive.

Sleep distant
your illusion hovered,
reaching to me.

I lay still, staring,
not wishing to lose you
in half-sleep,

I tasted you in mind,
waited for you to invade dreams.

An empty place beside me,
the sheets there cold,
I traced your arms and back.