You were never far away 
though far apart we were
not so much in distance 
since you never left my side
I kept you close, within,
not wanting to say goodbye

The dream you pulled me into
almost a womb I’d say
became our private Eden
a refuge against the grain
that left our consummation
simmering yet aflame

How easily pulled back in
I thought it but a dream
just another restless night
of reaching for your hand
The holy apparition:
Hope come to fruition