Last Night I Dreamt Of You Poem by Kevin Patrick
Last Night I Dreamt Of You
last night I dreamt of you
under the Vaseline lens of memory
alive as if the years had washed away
onto the waves of yesterday
with your chubby cherubs cheeks
and your impish rouge smile
you were wearing beige khakis
and red t shirt. As if it were 01 again
and I asked if you were real
and you said yes.
And for awhile at-least
it stopped being a dream
Aren't lucid dreams the very best? ! May you have many more GOOD ones, my friend! All The Best in 2004, Kevin!
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8/30/2026 2:11:16 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A beautiful poem with a beautiful title. Sometimes vivid dreams can be a gateway to our subconscious thoughts. Well expressed.