The Dream Poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

If you would have loved me
when I needed love...
I would have known the lips of comfort
I knew, had you been with me
I'd would have heard the melody of the song

I walked in the tides of darkness
and I willed myself to think of you
I would have learned the secrets of the night...
had you been with me

And I, frightened and alone, had no arms to warm me
Once again...
I willed myself to think of you

The wind, with it's soft breath whispered...
'once more'
I willed myself to think of you

Then suddenly... I found you
standing there in the moonlite
I was no longer alone nor fearful
and the past was not true
For there in the night nothing else mattered
but the white fire of moonlite and my bright dream of you

Then...
I held out my hand and you came


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