Deja Vu

Sometimes, I wake up with something I think is déjà vu

I’ve woken from a dream and usually it’s about you

And in my dream we’re still together, close as two can be

The future still a mystery, no threat to you or me

We’d catch the glow of every day and laugh into the breeze

We danced inside the raindrops and paid homage to the trees

Our fingers linked, we’d stop and drink the pleasure from our lips

The taste of life so rich we’d only take in tiny sips

Our nights burned with a passion and a heat beyond belief

Lost totally inside ourselves that passion our relief

Still entwined we’d sleep until the night turned into day

Only to awake to take each other back to yesterday

Our past became our present, tomorrow nowhere in sight

And life was sweet and beautiful each day and every night.

As I awake I reach across and touch your empty space

My hand brushes the pillow to where once you laid your face

The emptiness and ache begins - it’s lonely without you

And when you died something inside of me went with you too

Sometimes, I wake up with something I think is déjà vu

A premonition that one day will take me home to you.