My Dream Mate
I’ll confess that sometimes i feel
the life we’re living isn’t real.
I think i’m in a fuzzy dream
where things are never what they seem.
And suddenly i know it’s true
i’m not really living with you.
You are dead, but i am still here.
I’m half asleep when you appear.
But, is the body who you were?
An urgent hope begins to stir;
bodies are just a stage in life,
you are really here as my wife.
I relax and go back to sleep
where there are dreams i want to keep.

Walt Abbott–5-11-2009