I had a dream about you last night

At a concert and then I held you close

We kissed and could not let go

And now I hold you tenderly in my mind

Upon a crumbling pedestal of glass

Lips closed to each other for months

Opening slowly to give way to tongues

But there is no voice speaking in this silence

Just hands holding clasping tight

Enveloping us in white light away from shame

Just holding you with our mouths pressed so tight

Unwilling or unable to let go

This perfect utopian paradise gives way to

A disruption – an alarm shattering this fragment of mind

It’s 6:30 AM and it was never real

Go back to your life and hate yourself for one more day

Maybe try to grasp at wisps of thought

And sharpen the focus on the window into your soul

And give her a chance