I’ve dreamed you.
The striking happiness
I’ve left unmeasured,
the daffodil laughs
and pansy purples
that pass us by.
The warmth as your hands clasp
around my protruding cheekbones,
the strength as you lift me
above yourself,
so I can survive
if only for another day.
It wasn’t your face,
it was the purity
that your smile imprinted
onto my soul.
I dreamed you,
so I would recognize your laugh.