What Was I Dreaming About?

What was I dreaming about?
Your lips, perhaps,
Grazing my neck in summer.
A bird, high in the sky,
So far away.
So free and so far.
A song,
Sad, and slow,
Played on piano.
My mother’s hands,
Soft and warm.
A kiss, by the sink in the kitchen.
You turn my face towards yours
And kiss me.
Eyes closed.
Heart beating.
You.
Always you.
It’s always you.

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