Last night you came into my dreams.
"I'm coming back," you said.
"I love you."
The crease on your forehead,
the teary blue eyes,
asked me how I could have ever doubted you.
fantasy
longing
sanity
I want to go back to sleep.
My dreams protect me from the truth.
For the first time in weeks I awoke after the sun had risen.
fantasy
longing
sanity
Come to me again tonight.
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