Astral Romance

Upon a dream awakening, the memory of his face is mocking.
To remember his gentle touch, the kiss of his silken lips upon my hand.
I hear his kind words ringing, reverberating in my head.
They melted my heart with such kindness that my eyes are filled to
the brim with tears of sadness.
I am melancholy because he isn’t real, a wraith yet something kinder
stalking my dreams with benevolence as our kindred souls meet.
His touch is fluttery like feathers as his fingers dance across my skin.
His eyes weep blue as sapphires, piercing my heart with their amorous gaze.
To think this is all a dream, that every time he held me close,
that every time he touched my heart or saved me from my enemies,
that it was all just a dream, a dream which left me sullen and empty.
How I wish that he were real, my fantasy lover, my savior, my knight.
He never leaves my head, for how could I forget his sad, wonderful eyes?
How could I forget his fear of looking me in the face?
If only this wonderful Astral Romance was real, if I could just
touch him once to satisfy the desperation within me.
The Desperation which makes me ache, only to feel his love.
Just to hold him close, to remove the sadness in his heart.
He is my immortal lover, my best friend, my confidant.
Selfless as he sacrifices everything for me, his safety.. His life.
How I wish to kiss away his tears, his tender soft lips.
I want to bask in his beauty, run my fingers in his raven-coloured hair.
Life can be so cruel, so unfair that I am only allowed to feel his ultimate
Love, his tender kindness in my dreams.
A dream that can only be remembered
upon awakening.

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