A Lover, Lost

Last night, I dreamt it was your face
Only, we were in another place
And in your hands, held warmly there,
Was another's grasp; another's care.

You eyes pierced mine; I gazed at you
Confused, not knowing what to do
How did I meet you in my dreams
Only to find this bizzare scene?

Tearfully, we parted ways
There was nothing left to say
Your spirit spoke it loud and clear:
"Do not try to find me here."