Lady Of The Dream Poem by Matthew Holloway

She skips foot light
Through my dreams
Tiptoeing over clouds
Her silhouette behind stars
And poetic skies
Leaves me thinking
Which is never always
A good idea
I play with the what if's
Her kiss, her laugh
Our bodies entwined
In some impassioned embrace
The conversations with friends
About this relationship
This union of two souls
And that's all it appears to be
A collection of what if's
All the while she skips
And dances beautifully
In my dreams