You Are My Dream! Poem by F.L. Racca Sr.

Somewhere someone went to sleep and dreamed us all alive; was that you or was that I... My, dream is where my thoughts are for one moment in time of yesterday; my dreams are my visions as I wonder through this eternity of night only to find that you are not there… So as I lay here asleep, and dream within another dream of what was yesterday or what may have become of tomorrow… What I see is unfocused and uncertain, but yet I hear your voice speaking ever so quietly near as if an angel in heaven was speaking… It’s as though you are near my dream, my thoughts and my emotions, but still yet so untouchable by my eyes… Within this very dream I frantically search throughout for that one touch to know that you are real and not just a memory from within…
As I turn to your voice I see a dream deep inside my fear of being… There you stand posed in a metaphor of your existence with your eyes restlessly focused on me as I lay here breathless just between waking and that place we dream… At that moment I reach out for you in hopes to obtain your thoughts, your memories, and just touch your gentle soul… But as I glance into your eyes; I hear your voice say in a softly spoken whisper as though not to wake me…
You Are My Dreams!

My Inspiration was a Beautiful Lady I called My Dream!