Dreams don't come true straight away
I met her once
Under a white moon,
On the lake
With a gentle breeze.
I stared at her
Not knowing what she’s thinking.
We reach out for each other
Under the beautiful sky.
We talk, laugh and sing.
I’ve never been so happy.
I look in her eyes,
I see hope,
I see truth,
I see all I’ve ever wanted to see.
That mystical glow,
The moon reflecting off them,
Onto the water.
The boat moves, the moonlight follows the ripples
Until they cease.
All is quiet,
I reach over and kiss her.
She kisses back…
…I wake up!!!
No…this wasn’t a dream
But, it would make for a good one.