I whisper your name in Dream’s ear
His laugh willowy and soft as he listens
His eyes cloudy and shallow
He stares at me

I murmur your name
As Sleep breathes against my cheeks
Cold and soft, his fingers trace my skin
Tempting my eyes shut

I mutter your name
Against Hope’s peach lips
Blueberry and vanilla dancing on my tongue
As I think of you

I whisper I murmur I mutter
Your name
I cry your name
And it sinks into my pores

But my thoughts are muddy
As Reverie and Trust take my hands
Sighing into my chest
They wrench into my senses
And twist them unrecognizable

They mouth my thoughts
And their voices are the whistle of trees
The breathing of earth
Lulling my body to melt and dribble
As they take hold of me

Their words are much more real than yours
Their touch much more sure
Smiling, they drip through my veins
Stick to my skin
Fog through my mind
And I can’t remember you
In Dream’s warm domain.