Poem #5: “When Night Becomes Home”

You are my nightly refuge.
you come to me in my dreams,
the only place where we can still meet,
where distance fades
and memory breathes again.

A place for us where two hearts rest,
and whisper
between the veil of sleep.
Each night I lie awake,
watching the ceiling
turn into a vast and tender movie screen,
filled with the quiet light of you…
of us,
a world for only us.

If dreams are the refuge we have left,
then let me dream without waking…
of you,
of us,
together.
It is love in the quiet hours.