Upon a Bed of Petals

Last night I had a dream, unlike the rest then begged of Sandman, this one request, "Please take me there again tonight and let me feel the sweet delight, again, before it fades away, ...take me to where the petals lay" We ran through meadows, days were long I picked bouquets, and we were young We were tan and lean and faces fair my flowing dress and windswept hair your eyes were dark with passion's call you pulled me to the grass so tall the earth was fresh, with petals spread no words between us needing said the sun was shining, skies were blue our desperate love was brindled new Last night I had a dream, unlike the rest, then begged of Sandman, this one request, "Please take me there again tonight, and let me feel the sweet delight, again, before it fades away, ...take me to where the petals lay" ______________________________________________________ Entry for Gail Doyle's Contest: "Upon a Bed of Petals"