Day Dream Or Nightmare? Poem by G.B. Smith

As the morning breaks
the shadows flee
and I am awake

Mist fills my eyes
as I remember the
beauty of your face

That beauty completely
fills my soul
not just physical
but inner beauty


It seems so very real
as I smell the sweet
fragrance of your hair

I feel the heat
of your exquisite body
next to mine and
hear your songs

Your songs are songs
of the sweetest love
and they come
from your heart
in after glow

I can still see your naked
form in the early
morning light
next to mine

It is glistening
from the sweetest songs
of love played in
love's grand ballet

I see the rising
and falling of your
full breasts as they
quiver in submission

Now fully awake
I try to see it
all again but realize
Was it a day dream...OR
Was it a nightmare?

Sigh...