What was that feeling I lived?
In last night's dreaming...

Phantoms of my loved ones made me choose –
To act as they had scripted, or throw all caution afar
To fulfill the warm aching in my chest.
Such a powerful emotion, I've never felt in waking days

That tingling, hot sensation –
Small within me, yet overflowing my body.

Was it love, when I clasped that faceless one to me?
How is it I knew him in sleep?
But I cannot recall now –
A face, a smile, his way of standing.

That pleading expression which drew my self
Into the dream...

Was it just that one night, when I saw him?
Have we been meeting always, only to part and be forgotten
So each time is new and unsure?
Now, the feeling brought to life is deeply sleeping...

All I can do is wonder, and hope that next night's dreaming
Brings him back to my arms.