I Dreamed Again by Anne Michaels

I Dreamed Again

I dreamed again you were alive, and woke

certain     it was your voice

love is whisky, it is milk,

it is water     don't ever, you said in the dream,

think I've gone 

I woke a little more, a moment or two,

then remembered. Memory makes it so. Keeps you

under the trees. 

So I did not turn on the lamp

but lay until I felt again your warmth with mine

heard your voice in my hair 

I lay there a long time,

forgetting