The Dream
by Greg Davis
Last night I dreamed a dream;
It was a wonderful dream, indeed.
I walked to you and looked
you in the face, declaring
the truth of my love for you.
You smiled and returned
my gaze, your eyes
wide oceans of brown
meeting mine unwaveringly,
and I knew you felt the same.
You responded by simply
wrapping me in your arms,
and the warmth of your
embrace enveloped me
like a heated blanket.
But then the miracle of
the dream was shattered
by my alarm clock and I woke
to find myself in my room with you
far beyond my reach once again.