MORNING SKY.

A BOY AND GIRL AND THEIR LOVE AND DREAMS IN 1962

The morning sky
was one of those

cold January mornings
with redness

up there
amongst

the off white clouds
and she said

I dreamt of you last night
And you came into my room

and into my warm bed
and even my sister

didn't know
you were there

and you said
I dreamt

of Marilyn Monroe
and entered

into her room
and tried to get

into her bed
but I didn’t want

to disturb her sleep
so just sat

and watched her
like studying some

fine work of art
then I woke up

to a cold morning
and she said

you were better off
in my dream

where we kissed
and cuddled

 but then
my sister woke me

and you disappeared
into the cold morning air

and you said
yes I remember

I dreamt
of being there.