you were in my dreams last nightMature

You were in my dreams last night -

shadowed suit against the spotlight,
silhouetted in cigarette smoke, nothing but
straight lines and jawlines, a series of 
illusions and misdirections but I signed our names
in my handwriting and it felt practiced.

I suspect I’ll find you around every corner -

I know the feel of your body seated next to mine;
magnets cannot deny themselves and neither can I
but you’re a ghost slipping between my fingers
and I need to know where you are and when
you’re coming for me.

The End

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