Saw You In A Dream

Saw my ex in a dream, and wrote a poem about it after a several days of it bugging me.

I saw you in a dream some nights ago

My eyes were looking into yours.

The deep blue piercing my soul

like the used to

My hand cupped your face and

I could feel your skin

soft, warm.

Like I used to.

My memory doesn't hold an account of many things

where we were,

why we were,

how we were.

But none of that mattered.

Only you and I mattered

Like we used to.