Today's prompt was to write a poem with/inspired by dream based imagery.
I dreamt that you returned
Happy as ever
You followed me around
And though I could see you clear as day
No one else could,
Much to my dismay
The strangest thing was
In my sleep
I could feel your form
Against my back, warm.
I could feel you jump
On the bed and lay at my feet
Only to realize
Upon waking
That you were still gone.
I could feel your soft fur
Under my hands
Rub your ears between
My fingertips
But when you did something funny or cute
No one else would notice you
How cruel is it
That even when you return
In my dreams,
You're still a ghost of a memory?
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