Longing.

You come to me in my dreams,

knocking gently on my drowsy door.

It is the only time we can meet,

never thought about or planned,

I long for those dreams where you visit;

for then it's no secret when we are together.

I sometimes lay my head on my pillow 

thinking so you'll visit quicker...

but it is only some days you come

those days i couldn't have gotten to sleep quicker.

I long for those dreams where you visit,

You play with my hair and i plait yours.

Simple little visions of happy memories i have lost with you.