a mist moves slowly in through my window and swirls around my head.
Memories are awoken and I can smell you so close...I can touch you.
I feel lips on mine ever so gentle and eyes that I remember from long ago,
pierce mine.
Your body lowers...I can feel your heat....your heart beat...so palatable...
I resist the urge to speak....to touch... as I know this apparition is not real...I must be dreaming
then as quickly as the mist appeared...it is gone and I am alone.
A lone tear escapes my eye as I fall back into a deep sleep.
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