Poetry

Alone

Alone
I see the smile in your eyes
I feel your hand as you run it through my hair
I feel your hot breath against the back of my neck
The way that you hold me close to you
The way that my body fits against yours
Like two pieces of a puzzle
That were always meant to be connected
Just waiting to fall into place
I see the way you love me in everything that you do
I hear it in everything you say
I nestle intoyou the way I would an overstuffed chair
I feel the warmth and security in being there
The vision and the feeling that surround me start to fade
I blink and you are no longer with me
I look around me and I find
That I am in my bedroom
Alone

A dream that I have so often had of my sailor, FC3 Jonathon
Morgan.

Krystle Davis