Dream Lover

You’re a brilliant person.

You’re an alluring flame.

It is the same draw for a moth

That seeks the light

As that which seeks to whet the appetite for love,

For death,

For something more than now.

Yet now it is that I forget

About the dull draw of afterlife,

Seeking only

You

Instead.

You are light that’s breathable,

Lovely air,

Rare, like that of Colorado.

I gasp at the delicate rarity.

I’ve met you somewhere, haven’t I?

But where?

Oh yes, I remember, now.

It was only in a dream.

-jenn