Come Into My Dream Poem by james foulk

Come into my dream
this very night my dear,
let's stroll along
the lake shore,

as the glare from
the moon reaches
clear across the lake
your sweet soft velvet lips,

touch mine, while holding
you so tight, tears flow
down your tender cheeks
you know full well, dreams

are just dreams, not
like the way we wished
things were, soon it
will be morning,

then we must part
to return to real
world, without
us together.

wrote 8-13-08