Sweetest Dream Poem by Nestor David Armas

I never dreamt
Like most people do;
Lived my life
A minute at a time
Come what may
My stride was wide
As my path was narrow
Never straying
From what I believed
To be my highway
To the doorman
In the sky;
And then one night
I slept;
Woke up in a world
Not alone;
She was there
The cliché's came
One after another,
Too good to be true
Not bad enough to be not;
She was the sweetest
Dream I ever dreamt;
Never wanted to wake
From this bliss ever again;
I can't wait to sleep forever...