One Last Night Poem by Matthew Holloway

If this night becomes
the last one in which I dream of you
then let such a dream be magical
as though to match your eyes
let me sway once more in such worlds
amid the wonder of kissing you
and the warmth of you in my arms
head upon my chest, held close
if indeed this night is the last
of all the nights I have dreamt of you
before this desire, this passion, love
fades into the cold of time
let me picture your smile
and hear your laugh once more
let me dream of our love
postcard perfect, as always
goodnight my love, sweet dreams
sorrowfully you fall from mine