Dreams

Poems of dreams that feel so real....

Walking in amber fields august beauty, 

I see my true loves home afar off.  

Waving stalks golden crowns cast down, 

she beacons me, I oblige that request.  

My loves' embrace plays in my minds theater, 

surely I should arrive soon to her delicate features, ivory skin.  

Drinking in deep emerald eyes, I delightfully swim, 

silken crimson locks run through my fingers, rose scented, still no closer.  

This journey travelled, this eternity trod, 

I will continue faithful for my love waits. 

I have finally made an end of marathons trek, 

I have stumbled and tripped,

I have finished this course,

The prize is mine.

I go to kiss those sweet lips, 

to awake to a happy dog, 

hungry for breakfast.  

Author's Note

So many times there are dreams I wish to return to, they are now fading memories...

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

There are some dreams we want to stay in forever....but alas, something wakes us.
In this case a swee dog. Looks like a beautiful Golden.
j.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou sonmuch for the review

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Beautiful poem
Love the ending

[Dave W.]

Thank you so much