Rustling under the sheets
Awakenings from my dreams that
I'm frightened of.
Huddled, holding me tight,
Awakenings without you there,
Everything right off the beaten Track.
Say something please,
I know you're there somewhere,
I can feel it between us,
Our dreams and awakenings.
They are all that we share since
Not you've gone.
Never will i feel your touch.
