but in the dream we just talkneither of us asks for anythingand we speak in low voicesgrow tired and stretch outcomfortably yawningin each other’s facescome here you say andhead fits on shoulder andarms wrap soft and firm andyou feel like a white oak andyour heartbeats are ocean wavesin the dream i am warm and sleepybutContinue reading “i meant to wake up before this happened”