The DreamA Poem by RalphyShe appears from time to time
The Dream
It never fails, as I enter
a world lost to reality,
I seem to stumble on her.
Yes her! The one challenge
I cannot forsake, which leads me
to this simple question, Why?
Why, in my journeys,
I encounter her…maybe on
the street, in a movie or a
fast-food shop. She mostly is wearing
blue jeans, and a light color blouse.
She has much to say, only not to me
Her touch, although I haven’t felt it
Brings me joy, and stimulation
But not in that sexual kind of way.
She is a guild to my heaven
here on earth, an instrument
that thrills my soul, giving
a taste, a pleasant taste that I want.
Somehow, I introduced myself to her
believing, I have a chance with
destiny.
The drive to meet her
seems to take forever
as my mind races, hampering
my thoughts, ideas and desires.
I pull up in her driveway
And as I walk towards her door
the venetian blinds scurry and bend.
What I saw next, transform my views
forever more.
Her blondish brown hair
With a golden crown
accented by a perfectly
arranged array of freckles
forecast my future.
Crystallized with eyes of blue
she lit up like a joyous star.
Yes, her excitement to see me,
was more then I could image.
And till this very second, of this
very day a Question lingers
like fuel to a fire.
Who is she, that brings
my destiny to a wakening
moment and shares my eternity
In a whisper of my night?
© 2008 RalphyAuthor's Note
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Added on August 16, 2008Last Updated on August 16, 2008 AuthorRalphyBelleville, MIAboutNo matter how dark life is, or how clouded, there is always a lighter side to itone that fills you heart with love and your soul with joy Im a complex person of multiracial background, about 5.. more..Writing
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