Distraction

So breathless, last night,

imagining you and I.

Still captive by morning,

so wrapped up in the things I thought you might say,

flurry of kisses that I’ve missed,

extra pillows on your bed,

because you knew I was coming to stay.

My mind has been away all day,

still stuck on you,

and how warm you were against my skin,

as I dreamed of you last night.