I see you in my dreams
and wake up to you
the way spring comes alive
after a winter freeze;
there’s no gravity in the room
and I find it hard to breathe,
suspended in time
between two places
in a familiar room
with unfamiliar sensations,
a voice in the dark
pulling me back to sleep,
still worlds apart,
convince myself in the morning
it was all a dream,
only to rediscover
you’re right next to me.