More Heartache

I dreamt of her last night:
We lay in the sand, our legs entwined,
Searching the night’s sky for Saturn.
“See the Big Dipper? Follow the handle…
Yes, towards that bright one, Arcturus…
Now look to the right, that faint glowing orb…
That’s it, that’s Saturn.”
When I realized we had the world to ourselves,
I knew a dream had taken command of my senses.
Fearing the threat of waking, I pulled her close.
Our eyes met, I felt her lips touch mine
As the morning took her from me.
I lay there, still tasting her, pressing my eyes shut
Fighting to find her again in the darkness.
I relented and watched the sun slowly paint my room.
Lying still, I wondered if it ever comes again,
Will it find me for a second time?
Will this phantom of my dreams manifest herself?
Understanding sleep an impossibility, I rose.
Sitting on my balcony a brief wind swept across the building.
The breeze took spores from my neighbours Tulip bed,
Hanging from their railing, and brought her scent through the air.
I stood and looked over the city, ruby eyed and tired:
A man haunted by a ghostly maiden.