Reach for me with your solid arms
Pull me in to your breath
Let me feel you wrapped around me,
As the autumn’s breeze skims across the surface
Of a dream once dreamed
When sleep came easily.

A dream of sweet love,
Crescendo of a warm summer afternoon
In utter nakedness moving in harmony
Heated sheets,
Cool tiled floors.
Laughter, long gone.

But remembered
Always.

By Deborah E. Dayen