03 April 2008 - 1:28 am

I dreamt you
but forgot you
when I awoke.

I saw you
out of the corner
of my eye
in a crowd,
and quickly
lost sight of you.

I heard a rustle
somewhere behind me
but when I looked,
there was no one there.

I thought I smelled
a distinctive scent
that seemed familiar
from some memory,
but I couldn't place it.

And then one day,
I met you,
and remembered
that dream,
the face in the crowd,
the rustle behind,
the familiar forgotten scent,
and reached out
to touch you
and found you were real.
I had dreamt you,
created you,
and flesh I made real.