Never, never ending…
that flushed, cherry cheeks.
I was only away from you
skin-length distance.
The surface of your soft, comfortable clothes;
the ones I've never touched.
And your breathing just above me,
if only it wouldn't end…
That dream so real;
but maybe it was enough-
in reality I would never have
been able to hold you like that…
And the sensation of your clothes,
your breathing and your icy-cold touch;
if I said it was a dream,
would I believe myself…?
But it never would happen,
never, never, never would…
so it being a dream is already…
enough for me;
the care you gave me-
despite not even knowing you gave…
was enough.