In Dreams Poem by Martin Moore

IN DREAMS

In haunting dreams I see you there
Standing, frozen to the spot
Then suddenly you disappear
I wake to find that you are not
By any means as close to me
Or anchored firmly to the ground
But floating feather-like and free
Your influence is all around.

You occupy my dreaming hours
Although my mind should be at rest
Prostrate and rigid in your power
My heart vibrating in my chest
Plays out my life in double time
When both my worlds become as one
The dark and frightening nightly rhyme
When the bright, enchanting day has run.

What joy you bring throughout the night
The very thought of you so real
A frozen, tender, ghostly sight
Enraptured, I can scarcely feel
Your breath upon my sleeping face
Yet all is not as it would seem
I wake to find in this lonely place
That my sweet dream is just a dream.