In a dream
Posted on 08. Nov, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Daily thoughts, Romantic
I dreamdt with slow tangible thoughts
taking each breath with desire,
the smell, the fragrant hope of passion,
as your eyes look into me,
and as I lovingly surrender to what I feel.
My mind, every simple simple thought,
is perfectly ignored, as I can only focus on you.
The way you make me live, the way you make me feel,
the peace that you give my soul,
and the ache I felt when you are not in my arms.
If I could think clearly, with just a moment of thought,
perhaps I would realize exactly what you mean to me.
One would think that I may see flaws,
or that I am not good enough for you,
and that for some reason, we will never know.
Yet every time I try, I lose myself in romantic appreciation
wondering if roses or chocolates would be more appropriate,
or if I will comically accept that I’ll probably do both.
I think without thinking- with you it comes so naturally,
to be someone good enough that deserves someone so amazing.
In this dream, my eyes tell me I’m not sleeping.
I pinch myself and am happy to feel it, and yet,
I do not know how my life became a dream.
What is in my life, what is so perfect I must be dreaming?
and my only answer, is you.

I’d love to have you submit this or another poem to be included in the poetry carnival I’m hosting this weekend. I’m late getting started, so email me something soon.
garnet@glitteringstew.com
Details on my site.
this is a beautiful romantic poem.
nicely done.
best,
David
One word: beautiful.