Did you ever dream
That someone loved you?
Eyes meet eyes
Across a crowded room.
Love. I know all about
The dreaming of it.
A hand, a touch.
A hand brushing against your hair.
Dreaming of a place to belong
A person to belong with.
Heart against heartbeat.
Lips that say, “I love you.”
Like a barrier against loneliness
The security of a place of safety
In a world you can no longer fight.
Arms wrapped around you
Someone to hold you -
The spirit of a very special secret
You keep locked up inside.
Lips that touch your lips
Someone to kiss you -
I’ve dreamed it too.
H Schirmer
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