I heard your voice
over my morning alarm.
Then it was silence.
I picked myself
off of the hard wood floor,
Got dressed
Reached for the door
and felt you on its brassy doorknob.
This is what I get for dreaming of you.
All night long you swam through my mind.
I'm not complaining.
I love the dreams about you.
I just miss you when I wake up.
Maybe next time I won't.
I'll just sleep until my dreams of you
Creep into my room next to me
And I'll ay there in the preasence of their reality.
Then the dreams will wake me
just to tell me that they've come true.