Last Night

I fell asleep last night
to the sound of your voice
resounding in my head,
it was like the chime
of soft silver bells.

I had a dream last night
that our worlds combined
into one, where the skys
were afire with passion
and the seas were rent
with lust.

I touched your soul last night
and it warmed me to the core,
the darkness of the world
pealed back to show the fruit
of humanity that we all
seem to miss so much.

I held your hand last night
in the etherial planes
where reality is but a memory
and in our hermatige we grew
t o g e t h e r
like blades of grass
swaying in the breeze.

I fell in love last night
with the idea of you,
the scent of you,
the sight of you,
the touch of you,
with all of you.

Last night is when my spirit
went soaring into the stary skies
and my feet were firmly planted
on the ground.

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