Apparition   Something not right woke me from my dreaming. The cold air, perhaps a premonition? In the dark, I listened for your breathing.   Tonight in your own bed, you were sleeping, Beyond my care, my touch, my cognition. Something not right woke me from my dreaming.   I tiptoed stairs, in the doorway leaning, (you went to bed in such sad condition). In the dark, I listened for your breathing.   Windblown curtain. Things not what they’re seeming, Life-without-you awful apparition, Something not right woke me from my dreaming.   The rise and fall of your breast, so…