I awake
In the predawn hours,
Pulled from
Another dream
Of your arms about me,
Loving me and
Holding me close,
To find myself
Alone
Once more
In the dark.
I've known you
Before
But always
In the deepest depths
Of the night.
Are you real?
Why can't you
Be real?
Is it too much
To ask the Divine
For you
To could come
To me
A flesh and blood
Man, and not
A fleeting presence
In the night?
If you are
Somehow real
And not
A mere figment of
My imagination,
Why can't you stay?
Won't you stay?
At least until
The sun rises to
Illuminate your face
Before you smile and
Kiss me goodbye,
Leaving me
Until the night
Brings you to me
Once more...

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