FOR GARY
this morning I awake from a dream
this morning I awake from a dream
of you touching my face so gently
with your fingertips
whispering of your love
for me-
Beautiful love
But...
it is only a dream
the memories of you have faded
the smell of your skin
the exact color of your eyes
the curve of your back
I can no longer recall.
I'm left with only
my beautifully lonely dreams.
Today would be Gary's 59th birthday. I miss him still.
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