I had a dream about you last night.

It inspired this poem for which
I almost couldn’t word correct.

That’s the weird feeling you give sometimes.
That’s the feeling you give sometimes.

Leaving me breathless with kisses and
light circles you rub on my hand or lower back.
Sighing your affection with a simple stare.
I get a lot of thrill from our silence.

Our touch.

The way words spill from your lips.
Even when the words are dumb as hell.
Sometimes even demeaning.

I’ve never loved you at first sight.
But at first word,
I was dancing in your palm.

I had a dream about you last night.
It inspired this poem, and many more.

For I adore beautiful nightmares,
but I crave the sweetness of dreams.

Especially those last night, for which featured you and me. I had a dream about you last night.

It inspired me to write this poem.
And many more, mi amour.