Dream Memory

I shape your face on my pillow
touch by soft touch following
your strong eyebrows arching above
your hooded eyelids down
to your sleepy lips.
I cup your smiling cheeks and
I gaze down at my dream while
you hold onto me for
a moment.

Leaning my forehead onto yours
I lay my fingers on your chin
going below and
tracing the flow from your veins
carefully
joining them in the hollow of your throat then
spreading them to
rest my palms on your chest.
I match my heart to yours by
the pulse in my thumbs and
I feel for our dream
lost in its paths.

You draw each breath from my mouth as
I sink into you
quietly
my body going still and
unmolded
as your arms fall akimbo.
I close my eyes at last and
I wonder at your dream.
Will I still be here when
you wake?
Will you remember and
give me a name?
Or will I be just
a forgotten kiss
of a love you left behind?