of waking up in a cold sweat
remembering that brief moment
grasping the air, clutching the tangible
when your world changed.
You my Dear, need another night
for creating the acceptable
repeating that kiss again and again
wishing your brave world would transcend
where there is no other around.
Mein Liebshoen, I delight
in your words and stories.
Take pride and may you sleep tonight
kissing my lips in your glories.