The dream seemed so real –

That I can’t tell if you were here or not –

Me

In my tattered rags –

My feet tangled beneath my body

As I sat on them –

The girl in the beautiful gown to my right –

You

In your exquisite suit –

Opened the letter –

And called out my name.

Later

You held my scrawny hand –

Nothing special about it –

Never manicured or softened or fragranced –

But you held it tightly.

And for once –

I felt a love that didn’t let go.