Alone in bed I dream of him
in ways I can't explain.
The sweetest dreams lull me to sleep.
A windowsil covered in rain.
Thoughts of him will suffice
until time allows me to see
the man I oblige my thoughts
and with whom I want to be.

For now I'm content with dreams
that are sweeter than I please
but life promises something better
...until then just a tease.
Every night I'm accompanied
with a candy dream I can't resist
because every morning I wake
to find a candy appled kiss.

The wait is prolonged even more
when warmly hugged by his mist
a lightness falls all around us;
an embrace no angel could resist.
Held with such a firm kindness
easily fooled when I first awake
until the tears I cried when missing you
fell down my cheeks; they weren't fake.

(c) Brittany Renee 2004