I awake with the taste of ice cream–
vanilla–on my tongue. A dream.
I realize you are not with me, not here.
My heart called you near.
For a moment, the darkness of a winter day
is filled with light and snow at play.
Then, the smell of coffee: energetic, strong,
takes me to the home where I belong.
Alone, my mind follows my heart.
The path skips over when you and I part.
Instead, the memories I choose
are filtered–nothing to lose.
Your smooth body in my bed,
the soft touch of your arm out spread,
kind look, sharing laughs, you kiss.
All of this I miss.