I Dream Poem by Melvina Germain

I Dream



My taste for yonder touches me sweet
as I long for that kiss and sweet caress.
Though the night of pleasure is only but
a dream, I'll take what I can in a whisper
or a scream.

Vivid images bless my mind. old tartans I
see and as the rainbow covers me, it's that
old man who lives in another land across the
sea that soothes my soul in the stillness of
night.

Let me be, let me hold on to my fantasy. My
dreams will last as long as I, such images
will never let me die, and that slow death many
ponder on shall never be the wrath of me. I’ll
dream of that man who often sits by the sea.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Aug.30/2015

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Loke Kok Yee 09 October 2015

When we were young we have dreams to achieve, Now that we are old we have dreams to fall back to. Thank you

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Kelly Kurt 04 October 2015

Such dreams may be comforting or quite the opposite. I was caught up in your poem tho. Thanks, Melvina

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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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