Brad J. McClure

Dream Of This Girl - Poem by Brad J. McClure

Not seeing her fully
Not seeing enough to know her true identity
Why does she return to my dreams
Golden hair reflects the sun
I know not of who she is
Am i in love?
Have i gone mad?
Dreaming up a women to accompany me
Every night
Every endless night
I never want to wake up from my minds paradise
Is she just my imagination running wild?
I know she is real
She must be real
If she is not
Than i don't want to be
If she is the better part of me
Than so it shall be
As i awaken every night
I place my hand over my heart to make sure it still beats
Who i hope she is
Is who she shall reveal he self to be
But what is to hope for
Is she to hope for
She is the girl not of but in my dreams
And i hope for her

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is the first in a series of poems i wrote due to a beautiful blonde women coming to me in my dreams. I couldn't tell anyone. So i wrote it down. This is the first of many. This dream has been reoccurring for weeks. I will continue to write about her.
I welcome feedback on this poem and personal thought on my dreams.
Thank you for reading

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 11, 2012

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