Just a memory

I await the night when I'm able to lye down on my pillow and not feel the sturdy curve of your chest against my cheek

While your fingers braid through my sunshine locks; a peaceful intertwining of souls 

I await the night that allows me to sleep

Despite the dancing chirps of birds,

The smells of earth, and grass, and your breath

It is still warm on my lips

And I can't  succumb to dreams

When I've lived a day like this

MrsDarcy