I dreamed of the girl with coconut hair
   a smell soft and sweet on my pillow
      where her dear head laid
                 beside my own

Imagining behind closed lids
                 her pinked lips and smile meeting mine
                       sweet caress, gentle goddess

I pressed reality from my mind
  shun waking and my bed of cold, brown glass
           delude myself with the love I forbid myself
                       the lovemaking, the sex, I must not love
                             must not partake and indulge
                                      sleep blind

I yearn for the milkiness of her skin
   creamy coconut strands wash me
               she rolls over in my dreams
                      and the warmth remains in my fingertips
                             pressed to my chest, I turn

My mouth only finds salty tears.