LAST TOUCH
as when dreams snap
when the dreamer awakes
and fire withers
into a kiss that's chaste
so do i
now
float
past the dream
and into the sun
but every so often
just for fun
i will pause
try
to
recollect
the memory
of the delicate touch
of the dream
that was
First published in the full-length play 2 VERY DANGEROUS PEOPLE SHARING 1 SMALL SPACE