My Visitor Last Night Poem by Tshepiso Radebe

Last night
had a dream that felt right
where love is so fine
no tears only smiles

you and i
so good we could fly
up to the highest cloud
your hands holding mine
our eyes blinking with love

i reckon this love could stand
so still like a temple built on land
in the depth of the heart....
then......boom the light
penetrating the layers of my eyes

awakening my concious mind
to face this forlon life
to wake-up alone holding your pillow so tight
i blink to detest last night
when i realise my visitor isnt here