By Briana Kassia Date: 12 May 1999
I can feel your hair beneath my hungering hands, I can feel your breath on my cheek, Your arms about me. I can close my eyes and breathe in the scent of you, And feel your mouth yearning towards mine. So real is this dream, I feel I am creating you Out of whole cloth: Painted, passionate, gauze, For just as I reach for you, You are gone.