Tonight

I dreamt I spied reflection
upon my sixth story window.
Surprised, I watched a moment
then with awe.
The feeling swelled within me as
mistaken I crept closer.
And suddenly the moon I
clearly saw.
There is something for those
who take the message left for granted.
The beams stream through cotton
curtains to my bed.
But, the night is not spent thinking
thoughts of only you.
To dream of you tonight
or him instead...
July 10, 1998