She stood before me all dressed in white
The embodiment of loveliness and grace
Her lithe body bathed in silver moonlight
My face went red and heart began to race
Was she Woman or Angel?
I did not know for sure
I prayed…
“Please don’t let me waken from this dream
For losing you is more than I can endure”
She smiled and offered me a dainty hand
I felt the coolness and softness of her skin
Mind gone blank, my heart took command
When something felt this good was it a sin?
With wild abandon I took her in my arms
The hot embrace was followed by a kiss
Before night did end I knew all her charms
Never before or since, have I felt such bliss
“It was but a lucid dream” some may chide
Dreams to me are simply “Reality magnified”
ROTMS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem