Dream

A lazy Sunday
You, dozing on the white couch
Lovely as ever

Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.

Ripples of dreams lap
Against the shores of the night
Lulling me to sleep

The crook of my arm
Cradling ebony silk
Purring in my ear

In our bed, half asleep
The years of comfort found in
The space between us

Fighting wakefulness
I can get a week’s sleep in
Just five more minutes

Bolt upright, sweating
The blood pounding in my ears
As the dream fades out

Silently soaring
The caresses of the wind
sweeping though my mind.