Please god let this be real… she whispers softly.
Her pillows piled high against her, she softly cuddles with them.
She could only think of her lover, imagining they were together.
Two lost souls reaching out to each other.
She embraces the pillows harder.
Her soft flesh pressing into the fabric.
Longing for warmth and a tender touch.
Longing for the heartbeat beating against her bosom.
Softly, silently she whispers her lover’s name.
Drawing from her dreams she gently fades into the night.
Embracing her lover a thousand miles away.