Dreams Of Loving You

I want to caress your cheek; a gentle touch,
rubbing my thumb against your cheekbone,
the warmth of your arms around my waist,
your hands rubbing my back; staring up at you.

I've spent so many nights picturing this scene,
if only it was so much more than just a dream,
reaching out for you during the moonless night,
only to find the sheets unbelievably cool to touch.

Brushing my lips gracefully against yours softly,
bracing myself with my hands on your shoulders,
hoping to never have to leave your arms again,
only to awaken from another hopeless dream.

I'm spending another sleepless night picturing it all,
wishing that you'd reach out for me comfortingly,
looking at the other side of the bed so empty,
sadness chills my very soul about dreams of loving you.