I wrote this poem quite some time ago. It is…
well, read it yourself 🙂
TWO AT NIGHT
“I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”
Something supermagical about this night.
Looking at you.
Your brightly open eyes, spread lips,
beloved shadow coming close to me.
Your warming embrace all over me,
smell of your skin.
arms, hair, eyes, mind, palms, fingers, lips …!
Pity you don’t exist.