Dreaming Of My Dream Girl! Poem by Denis Martindale

A dream begins like any dream,
From darkness into light,
Commencing like a newborn stream,
Regardless, day or night...

And there she was, in front of me,
Enough to break my heart,
Recalling all I hoped would be,
Until we chose to part...

Since she remained, content, at peace,
I lifted up her hand
And gently kissed it, so at-ease,
Though nothing had been planned...

I sought to kiss her lips as well
And, to this, she agreed,
It seemed that love had cast its spell
And oh, what joy that freed...

We walked together, more than friends,
Yet stopped to kiss again,
That's sometimes when a good dream ends,
But no, not there and then...

As night approached, what would we do?
Just separate once more?
It's then I told her, 'I love you! '
As if to reassure...

'Come home with me...' That's what she said...
I heard myself say, 'Yes! '
And though I woke up in my bed,
I smiled... with happiness!


Denis Martindale, copyright May 2014.