Before (In A Dream) Poem by Andrew Fincham

In a dream
I met you again
And wished so deeply
I could get to know you

But
There was a gleam in your
Topaz blue orison, more than a look
a glance
a stare
that said to me
we'd met before.

And then what joy
(a surplus passion) wonderment and thanks
A smile to last forever

That bled into a dream on waking,
Leaving a curious sigh.

For I had remembered my favourite childhood toys were lost

Grown over

In a dusty back-room.
In a house where I no longer live.