Being In Love With A Dream

new poem dedicated to Viggo, love poetry

Being In Love With A Dream
-For Viggo

Night grows
Into day
And I am alone

In a bed
Made for two
The pillow unmarked

Beside me
Lays emptiness
The void of my nightmare

Becomes all too real
In the firstborn rays
Of the sun

Day fades
Into night
And still I am alone

I lay
In a bed
Made for two

Tired am I
Sleep not forthcoming
Try as I might

In insomnia’s arms I lay
My beautiful love so close
And yet a world away

For the lives we live
Are two