Less Than Three

In my dreams we love each other
I press the top of my head to yours
We stare up at the cold night sky
Count the tiny stars above us
The soft green blades of grass below

Running down abandoned streets
We laugh like innocent hyenas
Peek in the shattered windows
Hold our breaths at every creak
Carve our hearts in the dead trees

We sit on my sheets and breathe
My fingertips tap your perfect nails
I show you the oddities on my wall
You take this poem I'll never finish and
Leave a smell of hope and flowers

But when our cheerful dance falters
You tell me all the good in the world
Give me your shoulder to lean upon
And I open up my every caring sense
Let you shout injustice and disgrace

In my dreams we love each other
Awake, I don't know where I am.