It was just a dream I had,
that the woman wanted me back,
- - - once again,
It was just a dream that I was going with,
- - - to aleviate the pain.
It was a happy dream for me,
while for her, it was a nightmare,
and something real was somewhere
in between us ,
... that we never understood.
It was just a silly dream,
that had to do with everything,
that I ever cared about in life,
... and so much more than that.
She was and is the dream,
that I still dream of,
and when I shut my eyes down,
lonely in the night ...
She is the dream that I wake up to,
right before my proper warning,
I find myself awake,
- - - and still in love.
A silly dream that has a meaning,
when I am sure that it should not,
a stupid dream that hurts too much inside,
- - - yet, I'd give everything I've got,
to make it real one more time,
- - - for just one simple hour...
and to feel love ... like that again!
B.V.A.
Nothing like a good dream, but at this point I'd take sleep even without the dreams... zzzz. what, is that the baby crying again? -chuck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written! I hope your day comes true...soon. Hugs, Dee