Thoughts Before Bed

Was thinking of someone I care about, before going to bed last night.
The pillow held by my arms is but a whisper of your presence.
I yearn for actuality as I draw it near.
One day, in hopes, you should take its place.
In my arms I'll protect, this which resembles your essence.
Tighter as I drift, keeping you close to my dreams.
Should these dreams realize, I would wake a happy man.
Published: 2/1/2017
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