The Dream

In a life so real

That I could be yours

In truth

A love so divine

Only to love

Only to be

Someone who saw me

For what I am

Not what I can give

Someone whose soul

Would meet mine

And answer my silence, in quiet

Would touch me

At all the right places

That doesn’t need untamed

Where understanding

Meets

The innards of corral

The flow of wild

Passionate, detached

Yet the dance so sacred

Why shouldn’t it be?

It does

At least in my mind

A moonlight beam

That kissed so fair

And sunbeams that played

On my lips

And in your eyes

The golden butterflies

Why can’t it be?

The loving look

That sees right thru heart

And when you talk

There would be nothing

That could really go wrong

Little hugs

A look that talks

All day long, all nights long

 A craving so intense

A hunger so rave

For love so rare

A sky so blue

A wind that snare

The love that flares

And take you to heights

That don’t dizzy

Just leaves u in peace, content -fulfilled

In such few words

Such rapture lies

A world of dreams, butter and honey

Yet in some reality

It exists

Without an exit, am sure.