Coffee mornings and wrinkled sheets
The shadow of your warmth beside me holds your scent
Still dreaming of you
Midday cigarettes blue ghosts of smoke
The echo of your laughter in my ears
Still dreaming of you
Why is it that the smallest things
Pull at my heart with tender strings?
Place the world within my hands?
Is it your seashell eyes or sunshine ways
That give my soul such wings?
Lazy haze
Dog days
Misty rays
The waitress’ trays – Each says
Still dreaming of you
A breath of wind across my face
A fleck of dust suspended in the air
Still dreaming of you
Twilight tears of evening rain
Twinkling dew of memories
Still dreaming of you
Why is it that the smallest things
Pull at my heart with tender strings?
Place the world within my hands?
Is it your breezy laugh or easy smile
That give my soul such wings?
High-rise
Wind chime’s sighs
Twist ties
Night skies – Each cries
Still dreaming of you
Empty doors unblinking rooms
Hollow hallways and an empty bed
Still dreaming of you
Midnight books and wrinkled sheets
The shadow of your warmth beside me holds your scent
Still dreaming of you
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