I reach for the pillow
Where you rested your head
I cuddle it tightly
As I lay in the bed

I catch a scent
As I pull it to me
The scent of you
A scent of me

Falling asleep
I get to dream
I dream of you
Why does it seem

Why does it seem
that I feel you so near?
I want you, I need you
Oh why aren’t you here

I wake from my slumber
Tired it seems
From making love
To you
In my dreams

Originally written 9-26-2003

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