Tonight
by James K. Zimmerman
I lie
between two pillows
the whole bed is mine
tonight
you are not here
I dream of sleep
in a meadow of clouds
nimbus
and cirrus
stars dare not sow their
pale, demanding light
in the furrows of my forehead
I sleep in dreams
between two pillows
soft breasts I lie
between
but the breathing is
my breath
the softness my own
the darkness, yours
the silence
ours
you are not here
tonight