Reminiscing a dream

I think I saw you, and kissed your forehead with the entireness of my soul.

And,

I think I talked to you, and both us shared the immense silence under the darkest of the skies.

And,

I think I held you, that I widely opened my arms to embrace sorrow.

And,

I understand you.

As within my dreams,

short worded, in calmness and solitude.

With the tenderness of a newborn.