the dream
is too vivid-
i've painted it too well over the years.
there's no heaven
that will lay that way.
turning-
i beg. plead.
compromise
and return
calling out to you
in night
tangled in sweat. sheets. longing.
you are the missing piece
and yet you'll never leave.
the absence of you
lingering forever on my skin
like a finger print.

-a.