30 Days Of Jaye: Haunt

Sheets taunt my dreams and

rob me of needed slumber

and sleep, the enfolding

fabric only reminds me

of the lack of all of you,

the absence of you…

the need of you.

The love that I hold

near to me, it sustains

me, it allows me to hunger

for you, and you alone

whispers of your name

trace lovingly over my

lips, and I grasp sheets

and covers, longing for

you to be in my embrace

pleading you to return

to me as sleep remains

and ever elusive enemy.

Warm tears chase over

rounded cheeks, in empty

wishing for you to return to

me, where you once were

where I want you to always be.

Jennifer Bush (now Harris), 2011-personal canon