First Night Alone

Floating in free-fall
(A half space)
Soaring on sleep's
Soft song,
I see a vision.
Your voice
Blows softly across
Consciousness,
Enhancing the scene.
Teasing me, your smile beckons
Emotions from within.
Fervently I wish to be,
once again,
In your arms.
My Love
I cannot return
Soon enough!

Copyright 1988 Joni Montgomery