Lost in the Woods

Summer Star-flower Birds

Home is wherever I'm with you

Too soon parted

I dreamed a dream I saw you.
You were dancing like you do.
Flowers bloomed,
my heart sank
because none of it was true.
The next time that we're near, dear,
I can promise this:
I’ll never send
you off again
without
giving you a kiss.

A reverie indulged in while awake

Dear You