Queen of my Dreams

I miss you greatly,
and although we may be apart for a time which is far too long,
I will see you soon.

For whenever I become lonesome,
and the yearning is unyielding to my pain-induced pleas,
all I have to do is sleep.

In the land of slumber,
Morpheus faithfully reunites us without fail,
wanted or not.

Most dreams you grace,
Some you haunt, but the only real nightmare is a waking one,
this dreaded reality.

With reality comes the realization,
my fantasy is left unfulfilled and I am left alone again.
I miss you greatly.