The night flowed through the window
across my pale skin
as I breathed in the warm mid-summer air
and felt that you were there with me
I could still feel the weight of your arm across my chest
your smell still lingered within the silken sheets
only there could I pretended that you were still with me
bitter sweet as I knew that morning would bring reality
and the all consuming loneliness
but for a moment I had cocooned myself in my contentment
forgetting briefly of the cruelty of fate
the night flowed through the window
caressing my tear stained cheek
the way you once had
I snuggled closer into the blanket of memories
knowing that where ever you had found yourself
in what ever world you had come to know
that you would never totally leave me
the night flowed through the window
causing me to remember you
the night flowed through my window
and for a moment I was no longer alone