I had a dream with you, last night. I've never felt anything so real. My continuous questioning is contradicting my thoughts, leaving me undecided as to whether or not a dream is what it was. I can only remember my fingertips on a sky that seemed more vibrant than I can ever recall. While I skimmed the blue, I felt your flesh. Similar to a blind man, my touch helped me see. Boy, I have missed that smile. And then, you spoke to me. What you said, I couldn't understand, but it meant more to me than the clearest of words. You looked gorgeous. As beautiful as you've always been, and as peaceful as your sleeping soul. I remembered how I felt, that very day. My knees bent down beside you and hands clasped together. With so many words, I said nothing. My fingers met my lips as I kissed them. I rubbed your chest, and went on my way. And there we were. And here we are, closer than ever. I can't say it was a dream. I'd consider it more of a heart-warming visit.
Next time you stop by, stay forever.
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