Nights Daydream

She dreamt of him again

He had a strong masculine presence

She had known him before

Maybe in a past life or maybe they were meant to be together

The way he stood by her side not fading into the back drop.

He stood there proud to be standing next to her.

Never a negative word spoken nor a snippy remark.

He enabled her to be her.

The wild hearted,fiery souled, stubborn headed beauty that she was.

He dreamt of her nightly.

She had a calming but invigorating affect on him.

His senses tingled while he dreamt.

The way she touched every sense of him without doing anything.

She enabled him by giving him the love, support and adventure he craved for so long.

He was able to live each day as life intended.

In the end they had the makings of perfect love.

Trapped inside a dream.



He is those many words

Jumbled on dangled cords

That dance in my head

Of emotions once bled

Oozing through my blackened pen

Rewritten over and over again

Finally, spilling out on paper

A long tale of a heart breaker

No fairy tale prose

Unending stories which never close

Except for my stolen heart

Left scared in parts