I dream your hand on paper
you've printed it in black
white spots are smudged
while your fingerprints appear
like bruises on the page

You move over the name
you've written down
LIESJE
on a little piece of paper

I call out your name
with a lonely tongue
on one of the longest days
of bruising our hearts
and grieving our thoughts

I sleep with a picture of you and me
praying for that still image to come true
For you to come back to me
desperate for you
a taste of you

Feeling your hand and fingers
moving over every letter that defines my name
longing to be near to you

I wake up
Trying to look into those eyes
eyes in a picture frame
eyes that don't look back
trying to send you a message

This dream I dreamt
I want it to be real!