An Aroma Of A Dream Poem by Nicco Muegge

these feelings cannot be true,
the swiftness of which you encaptured
me

refreshing as the cool air in the morning;
i've wandered for miles in the eternity
of your eyes

our eyes dance with one another,
holding each other's glances;
never missing beat

you grow along the road in patches,
and near the swing set in the park

i would pick you for my mother
when i was young, and she
would blush at my kindness.

a sunflower, you are
beaming yellow, and a solid core

sweetness your aroma,
lovely your lips.
sunspots your freckles;
i've wandered for miles in the eternity
of your eyes

these feelings cannot be true