“We met in a dream

Caretakers of others but not oneself

Smelling like fragile hope

& desperate longing

His eyes held my soul

& I knew he saw his reflection

In my shadows

For I felt my darkness stir & begin to dance

& upon awakening I can still taste

Their skin & hear their dreams pulse

& surge beneath their skin

Although we never even touched

I feel ravaged

& raw with knowing.”