I just had this crazy dream where you were sitting
with him at work or somewhere and I worried
that it was over. What is a dream anyway?
I can't remember if the images associated
are supposed to have a meaning. Just come here
and quell these strange illusions, feed my heart
with love it longs for, feed my tired body
with bright affections. I just cannot think
without your form in mind, it's like my thought
doesn't work without you, without the standard
you set, though it may be dreamed. I am awakened
by your bare skin, by the singing of the birds
and the warm white Sun. Will you return to me
from beyond the separation of the mountains?
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