when i think of your smile
the way your lips crinkle your cheeks and your
eyes get that serious mischief each time you see me.
the way your words climb the roots of my heart and twirl upward
into my dreams and float down on my upturned hands
waiting for yours to fill them.
when i think of you, my love, when i am not thinking of you
your shoulders creep into the corners of my future
and my back longs for your chest behind it.
when i dream of nothing i always see you there,
playing a character i didn't know was you until the end
right before i woke up
in my bed.
with you from so far away.
but always, you are all my dreams.