Stop bringing a version of him
Who could love me
Into the orbit of my desires
When I wake
I ache for your mistaken version
When I look into his blue eyes
I’m surprised when they turn away
And when he dreams of someone else
I find myself trying to become that otherness
Dear Dreams,
Let me rest tonight contentedly
At most, I’m gifted a century under this sun
Don’t let me come undone
For impossibilities