Dreaming in Form
Dreaming in Form
I only dream of you.
I only dream at home,
With you right by me,
Lying, curled-alpha, with the cats:
Snore-purring in bleary slumber.
I only dream at home,
Awake, asleep, naps.
In our shared dawns, nights, noons, and dusks:
Nostalgia casing overtime.
What we once celebrated in its newness
We now celebrate in its familiarity:
In repetition.
Hugs, kisses, and naked stuff.
Dinners and lunches.
Night-cappers.
Trips to Publix.
Long bike rides.
Margaritas.
Michigan.
Vegas.
Top Dollar.
X’s and O’s.
Hellos and see-ya-laters.
Chili and pot roast.
Judge Judy.
Teasing Luna.
Phineas
Treating Francis.
Basil, mint.
Catnip.
Big Brother.
Garth Brooks, Trisha.
As much ours as sunshine, firm ground and fresh air:
Ours by adoption, owned jointly, bred domestically:
Partnered uniquely.
I only dream at home,
Our base together,
The safest place I’ve ever known:
The only place I’ll ever need.
I only dream at home,
In recollection,
In hopes for today’s tomorrows:
In the nowness of everyday.
My dreams come true with you.
Awwwww! <3
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