Beloved

I've been feeling lonely lately.  Clearly I am not, ALONE.  But last night I had a dream with not one but two dudes I used to deal with.  Talk about your subconscious going IN.
Anyhow.  I got the idea to write a poem about my intended, whomever, and  wherever, he may be.  Then I lost the inspiration.  That was earlier this afternoon.  So here I go on the late night trying to get it right.

Imagining you to be
Many things
Yet no one thing
In particular
Conjuring intimacy
and endless embraces
You are a mirage
Tangible only when
We finally encounter
Love's haze
Someday
I will awaken you
See you through
Grateful eyes
Know you
And call you
Beloved.