Kiss me as if
You’ll Miss me when I wake
For heaven’s sake, don’t
Leave this place
Of dreams brimming with loving care.
(Satin waters engulfing our feet
As we walk in sand.)
I awoke intoxicated
From dreaming of your sweet voice;
Your soft caress; perfection in flesh.
Even the sky drips tears
For your sway to reappear within view
Pink hue waiting within billows
Longing thundering within rain,
It misses your face also
Jonathan M. Emerson