you came to me this morning in a dream...

you were on my couch,,
this couch..
in jeans and no shirt..

you were laying down..
when i approached you
you made those little sounds
you always made...

when you wanted me to comfort you...
like an innocent child...

you rolled on your side facing me,,
and tucked your hands in between your legs,
prayer style at the top of the knees..

i ran my hand over your hair,
and spoke words of comfort
i couldn't really hear...

then i bent down and kissed you..
tasting the sweetness of your lips,,,
as i parted mine....
and allowed my tongue to touch you..
just for a second...

you were content then..
i left you to sleep....

for that instant...
there was no hole in my heart....