You know you miss someone
When, every time you sleep apart,
You never fall asleep.
Falling is simple and quick
Lonesome sleep is a long
Drawn out
Arduous
Affair
That only helps because
It's time you don't have to spend awake
Longing and lusting
After your affectionate object trouvee
Mired in dustwallowed daytime
Sometimes said sleep
Is like a race
One step towards seeing them again
More often it is punishment
Phantasms of a warm body pulling
Your heart apart.
And every now and then,
When the mind is at peace
And happy
From word or deed without your presence
Sleep is a piece or bit or bite or slice or glimpse or touch or kiss of heaven
Dreaming of join-ed laughter
Cold nights spent sweating
Or a trillion billion other scenarios
And those are good nights
But they're nothing
Compared
To You.