Last night, you slipped your way
into my head – while I was fast asleep;
tapping on my shoulder and hugging me
from behind like you actually meant it.
I don’t even talk to you very much,
much less barely do I know your name but
last night we didn’t have to talk at all
for you to completely steal my heart.
This morning, I slid my way into your messages;
my text but a mere pin in a haystack for your entertainment.
I saw you walk away and drive off, moving on with life
while I can’t detach myself from memories of last night.
Perhaps, I’d much rather meet you in my sleep, you
put your fingers on my lips – silencing me (and my fears), and
in a land of make believe, you are the only thing I want
to see, so tonight see you again I shall – far away in my dreams.
; 