You came into my night

I slept

And while my heart kept beating

And my stomach digested

My blood flowed, and my bones rested

My mind wandered

And your image came into my night

Your image

I don't know if you were you

It doesn't matter

My mind made you, and this is enough for me

My mind brought you

Into my night

So it was you who came into my night

Dressed as a dream in your best ghost gown

Naked-flower-woman genesis of love

You are the root of my angst

Your perfume came into my night; your perfume

Even in my dreams, I remember your scent

For it was the one you wore

The night you said goodbye

And so, your scent came through my nostrils

Into my heart and my mind

And from my mind, it flowed into my dream

Your scent awoke my skin

It did. It does. It will do

For unaccountable nights

Your scent will continue to awaken my skin

For unaccountable nights

We could have been friends, lovers

Destiny could have pronounced us husband and wife

But instead, you anchored in my nights, lonely nights

So, your presence in my dream agitated me

Disturbed me, confused me

Your image, your whispering

Your scent all over my skin

In the pillows, in the bed sheets

In the air, in my heart, in my dream

Why, I do wonder, why

You came into my night

Into the realm of my riddles

Or are you here all the time

And I didn't know it

Until I dreamt of you.

Sal Godoij

Sal is a Canadian writer, philosopher, poet, and indie publisher, author of a thought-provoking narrative that contains mystical messages. Sal believes in miracles, which he claims have accentuated his life, so many of his stories reflect these portents. Sal sustains that we all have a message to divulge in this life. Thus, he encourages us to make our voice heard, firstly in our inner self, then on to our neighbours, and henceforward into the universe.

https://www.salgodoij.com
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