Dawn

With a confused smile on my face I wipe the sleep from my eyes,
And a vision of you remains unchanged, unaffected.
The white you are wearing is stunning my memory
And in the light of the dawn, I reach out.
From hours of laying motionless and quiet,
I'm quite catatonic and incredibly still ...
Any sudden moves or intrusive thoughts
Might break apart, shatter, or disperse,
Might pull me to you and ruin the dream.
With a confused, sleepy, smile I wipe the sleep from my eyes
And in the light of the dawn I reach out.
My fingertips touch you and I don't feel you break.
The dream ends abruptly, the imagery ends...
You're lying beside me, your breath even and warm
And for a couple of moments, I curse the dawn.