Dreams don't come true straight away

I met her once

Under a white moon,

On the lake

With a gentle breeze.


I stared at her

Not knowing what she’s thinking.

We reach out for each other

Under the beautiful sky.


We talk, laugh and sing.

I’ve never been so happy.

I look in her eyes,

I see hope,

I see truth,

I see all I’ve ever wanted to see.

That mystical glow,

The moon reflecting off them,

Onto the water.


The boat moves, the moonlight follows the ripples

Until they cease.

All is quiet,

I reach over and kiss her.

She kisses back…

…I wake up!!!

No…this wasn’t a dream

But, it would make for a good one.

◄ Playing the Game called Life

My Fault? ►


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