You, my addiction
I awake in the night, hand hovering
covering in the sheets silken maze
I reach, thin air catches
casting images into dreams
demeaning this angel to call out
in pains pleasure. I know,
can feel you there,
somewhere.
But not right next to me
where life passes, preserving
pickled memories with amazing accuracy
Your smell I inherited
still lingers down deep
deploring definite daydreams to cease
and detain, just one more moment
one more second
of you, my addiction
