My loving Nightmare

The day was long and my bed smelt sweet,
Rest was truly calling my name.
My long white shirt felt soft on my skin,
I felt so relaxed as I started to sleep.

But my dreams where not of sweet and peaceful things,
But of you, my truest nightmare
The one I hated to love.

Your eyes so loving and strong,
How I feel so weak against them.
Your arms reach for my frail and broken body,
How do you torture me so?

You're always right there but still I cannot hold you.
My tears stream down as you start to fade away,
How I long for one last taste of your lips.

I wake up that morning my tears still streaming down,
The pain locked in my chest from the longing in your eyes.
When will this finally stop?
When can we live a life together in love again?

Gwen Heart