Last Night

It came to me,
in a dream so clear,
after all these years
I’ve spent denying hard
Thought it couldn’t be,
but it was plain to see,
Rediscovered, quietly,
your tender heart
from just before
I left us torn apart

Another chance,
a surprise circumstance
in a sleeping trance
that I sensed was so real
I felt your advance
It can’t be happenstance
I insist it can’t
possibly be just a dream
that brought me to you
and you to me

Why did we just let it go?
Why’d we both go along
with going about
our separate ways
and saying our so longs?
And why didn’t we
just recognize that
when we met for one last time,
even though we’d said
our last goodbyes,
the darkness stopped this time
for our last night?

If you thought of me
that I did this easily,
you’d find out, tragically,
I went, but can’t deny
that I had second-guessed
and looked in retrospect
at our deep connection broken,
Lord knows why,
but thought it was
too late to be revived

And there we were last night,
like we were years ago
when we met one last time
after we’d let it go…

It was so good to see
you there in my sleep,
picking up with me
where we left off last time
In the dead of dark,
last night, it came alive…