to catch a dream

Dally a moment in my sleepy dreams
Drink a draft of fantasies
Lay down here beside me, bare,
Mental load discarded on the floor
Hand warm resting on my waist
Breath warm, wafting ‘round my visions
Magically igniting from this ne’er ending need
hallucinations of your touch and taste
Gliding, pressing closer to me
Your voice soft in my ear
“______, I am here”
Spare me this—a fantasy made real
In my dreams as I sleep tonight
because I miss you still