Tonight

by James K. Zimmerman

I lie
            between two pillows

the whole bed is mine
                        tonight

you are not here

I dream of sleep
            in a meadow of clouds
                        nimbus
                        and cirrus

stars dare not sow their
pale, demanding light
in the furrows of my forehead

I sleep in dreams
            between two pillows
soft breasts I lie
                        between

but the breathing is
            my breath
the softness my own
the darkness, yours

the silence
                                   ours

you are not here
                        tonight