In Dreams

I’d love to saturate

Myself with the essence

Of you each and every

Moment of this life.

*

In dreams, I oft

Pretend I am the

Little pen clasped

Within your hand.

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Please,

Envelope me

In the warmth of your

Long, lean fingers.

Curl them about me,

Encapsulate

And manipulate me

Until your task is done,

Then neatly place me

Inside the warmth

Of your jacket pocket,

Ever near to your

Beating heart.

There I would remain

With utter joy

And delight

Until my dying day.

*

You will always be the

Beginning and the end

Of what I desire

In our brief time.

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To love you,

To be loved by you,

Is enough

In this life.