In Lovers Dreams Poem by Phil Soar

She spoke to me in dreams from distant islands
Her words were washed to shore, on seas of blue
I see her neck adorned with flowered garlands
And her beauty had me hooked before I knew

The sand between her toes formed cryptic patterns
And left upon the beach without the tide
They cast their images, and I felt flattered
To know they'd been created by her stride

Left for me, to follow in her footsteps
To look for her, until the tide returned
Before the shore regained its lost composure
And washed away the love that I had yearned

She spoke to me in dreams from Crystal oceans
Her words an epic battle with my mind
And I awoke to find no sign or motion
The dream I'd had, has left my feelings blind