I woke to your touch
I woke to your caress
Turning my smiling cheek to your crazy light touch
Whispers of past promises shivering my skin as I turn
Fingers seeking, lovers smile blooming in my eyes
I turn lips to the touch, a silky laugh purring in my throat
Images of what has beens and what can bes tickling the imagination
I woke to your caress and turning
Remembered to pray for you before giving into the tears, the crazy light tough
(To Godon
a very good friend I lost through death too many years ago to wake to a dream like this one. Funny how the mind, and love, can work.)