Dreams...Part 2 (POETRY)

I'm laying in a bed. Where am I, am I at home? Am I alone? I listen, I haven't yet opened my eyes and there is little sound to give clues. I think I am at home. I am just awakening, I cannot tell yet if this is reality or might it be a dream? My mind races yet it also seems to want to linger in some memory of... was that real or a dream? I listen again, for her, is she here? Are we together? Then my brain engages more fully and I know, it was a dream... Damn!

Can I go back? Please! This has only taken moments, I think. I am certainly more fully awake now and the realization hits me; I am alone.