I dreamed long and hard.
The magic spinning spells into midnight.
Her mind calling slowly with sweet perfume.
Turn over the last darkened card.
Bring it up into the light.
See the lovers entwined in gloom.

So hard to remember.
The dream so clear.
Reality, lessened by the power of  the wish.
The confusion of the longing for her.
Wishing she was here.
Sweet morsels cover the cold dish.

The visions twist in bent glass.
The image, lost to the flicker and play.
The slow dim orange of the wood that dies.
The melting sun on spongy grass.
The markings of the sky, on a new day.
The warm truth, and cool condescending lies.

She was so familiar.
So warm to the touch.
Soul mate for all eternity.
Oh, to be with her.
To wish for something so much,
and awaken in darkness,
only me.

~~~niantar~~~