In My Mind

I wish you could live in my mind.
I mean, in a lot of ways, you already do—live in my mind.

In my mind, you are the calm before and during the storm.
You are appreciated over and over again.
You are dreamed over, cherished without worry.
You are the relief to every ache, every crevice that dares scream of pain.

Your touch, your feel
it screams I need more.
And even once that touch is satisfied,
I still have the urge.
the urge to reach out and grab you.

In my mind, you are the reason I close my eyes,
squinting tight, picturing you there always,
a grin curved on your lips.

In my mind,
you are always and forever wrapped tight in my arms,
my warmth sufficing the need for a blanket.
My nose tucked into the side of your neck.
My hand laid across your stomach,
our toes relaxed,
with not a single thing to do.
Lost in the current of sheets and pillows.

In my mind, you are the ocean—serene and calm.
The sky, your favorite color: purple.
Everywhere we are is just a dream away.

And you remain,
always,
in my mind.