I'll Meet You On My Pillow

I found myself

lying in bed, the weight of sleep
tugging at my eye lids like
memories. I

can't remember why, but
the night I first loved you
played over in my head.
The first embrace I can't

live up to, but try to
all the same. That
first time I knew why
I was alive.

Without intention, my eyes
close gently, and visions
start their work. But they
know they can't start without

you, because you're the
center of the show. A smile
will linger as the sleep show plays
the best times I've had with you.