Hammock

In the dream
we lay close
in our hammock
talking softly of this
and that looking at
the moon through
gaps in the canopy
of leaves. There was
a kiss. I woke up
content until I
remembered we never
had a hammock. Hoping
this was a foreshadowing
of the reunion, I tried hard
to go back to sleep.

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