I thought I heard you stretch
On the lawn beside me,
I heard your wide skirts rustle
In the trees above.
I thought I heard you mutter
In your midday slumber,
When I found it was
The crash of distant waves.
I thought you woke and straightened,
The shadowy branches reaching,
I thought you smiled to tickle
The sunbeams through the leaves.
I meant to bend and kiss
Your reassuring laughter
Already with the butterflies
Tumbling away.
© jsmorgane