They come in messages
electronic form
little glimpses of her countenance
windswept dreams
I see her eyes, her smile
her lips
maybe a little more
am I worthy of these windswept dreams?
that she sends me
little gifts for only me to see
she’s so beautiful
and she makes me weak
and I love her forever
It’s all just for me
and when the world twists itself
so angry and so deep black
I look at the windswept dreams
that she sends me
and I will be okay
I’ve been blessed today
I put them in my pocket
they’re all mine and I keep them close
to my heart and my soul
to my body
these windswept dreams
keep me close