Today my heart looked for you,

and I sighted in joy and relief,

as one more time,

when I need it,

my dream of you,

was still there.

Somehow, I’d expected it to vanish,

but that’s just the other side of me,

the one that tries to keep me grounded,

not letting me go anywhere.

Tonight, I went to bed early,

and your dream of me,

remained exactly where you left it,

right there.

Tomorrow, I’ll be up before dawn

and shortly after,

at sunrise,

our dream will make itself present,

as it perennially does,

always there.