A Dream of Leather Offices


I had a dream about you last night
you held my hand on the couch
in some imagined office
I'm sorry that I never told you
but I'm sure you know
you are the smoke you wanted to be
it slipped under my door
despite my best efforts
and you're dissipating away from me now
is it strange to say that I'm excited to remember you
decades from now
when I look at the sunset over the lake
and you say in your sighing growl
how beautiful it is
and I'll meet you again
in some new dream
with so much fondness
and I'll tell you I love you then
and you'll hold my hand again
and we'll walk through a future together
that never happened