I dreamed of you
last night,
you and I, together again....
We stood upon the balcony,
so close,
and you smoked your cigarette
and we watched the sun setting
over the Pacific....
We touched
and no words were needed.
We knew that if one of us spoke
the other would say the same thing
at the same time
it is so often that way with you and I...
...and you finish your cigarette
and turn to me,
look into my eyes
and reach out, cupping my cheek
with your soft hand
and we kiss deeply
and for a moment
I am outside of my body
watching us kiss
and I look so wonderful
and you look so wonderful
and I must be seeing
through both our minds' eyes,
and I know you are doing the same,
my love...watching a perfect you
and a perfect me
kissing so sweetly,
framed by the sunset
and the sky
and the sea.
My Sun, my Moon, my Stars... Memories of Kimberly