Dreaming. Again.

I dreamt about you.
I dreamt about how you loved me.
I dreamt about how you embraced me.
I dreamt about how you made me yours.

I saw your smile.
I felt your touch.
I tasted your kiss.
I heard your voice.
I smelled your perfume.

And when I awoke in the morning,
I tried to force myself back to slumber.
Because another day in this reality,
Will never compare to my perfect dream.