Last night I dreamt of you
The sky was white and blue
Flapping your wings you flew
Towards me shining with love
that was honest and true
Dreams are born out of imagination
They also spring out of need
Sometimes they are fired by desire
Mine was probably triggered
by your presence in my moments
Last night I dreamt of you
You gazed at me and smiled
Flew past me by the sea sand
Stretching out your hand
Calling out my name
again, again and again
I wondered if it will rain
My imagination of you
Is completely brand new
My need for you
Is that we pair up as twos
My nightly dreamly desire
Is that you light up my fire
I can see you clearly
As you kiss me mildly
I can hear your heart pound
In rythm with the sea wave sounds
Ochestrating the right motions
Hence you get a promotion
to my private love ocean
Last night I dreamt of you
I wish dreams come true
It is funny
Everyone says that too
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
I really like this poem! It has such a nice visual effect to it...great job!
Hello Sylvia, Your poem had a dream like flow to it. This line, 'Hence you get a promtion' stumped me though. Life imo, is what dreams are made of, just have to follow them and life shapes whatever you want it to. Simple philosophy and in small steps, it works for me. 8 from me. All the best Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
love draws on always on neverending perfect hope deep hope keep up the good work