Is it wrong to wish that you are laying in an empty bed unable to sleep too?
Am I selfish to hope that thoughts of me both keep you awake and fill your dreams?
I want you to toss and turn, your hands making my shape out of your pillow
I want your uncontrolled desire, remembered lust for us to stain your sheets
Feel my desire for you, like a tattoo on your skin, like the sweet addiction you are to me
Hear the echo of my whisper in your ear from long ago, calling you back to my arms
Is it wrong to wish that you will soon be laying in this bed keeping me from sleep?
Am I selfish to hope these words drive your heel to the floor, bringing you here to fulfill our dreams?
22 January 2014