Was It In My Dreams

Was it in my dreams?

I hear you telling me

You love me?

Or was it my own illusion

Of love that never seems to stay?

My eyes are open

My heart is willing

Yet the void within miss

The warmth of your presence.

Then I will close my eyes,

Hug myself, whisper sweet love

To this body of mine—until

True love surfaces; then I know

I am in paradise.