Upon Her Dreams Wafts Hope

Upon her dreams wafts hope in flight. Erasing hunger pangs of lust – As to her bed a handsome knight, Succeeds with gifts and gains her trust. Her wildest wish excites her head. That knight in shining amour bright Soon splashes passion on her bed, And fills her laughter with delight. As through her thoughts his image shines. Imagination gains insight. She happily in bed reclines For in her dreams there is no fright. Asleep reality is lost. Each night alone enjoys not love. She contemplates the lonely cost. Then, prayers are sent to God above. Upon her knees she cries each night, Without the aid of brews and wines, She holds to virtue very tight. Completes her soul and love refines. Without a ring she clings to faith She’ll greet her mate in life’s confine. A truthful man and not a wraith, Whose love upon her soul will shine? Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen October 24, 2014 FORM: Iambic Tetrameter Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest Top Gun Poetry - Structured forms - Iambic verse III - Sponsor Giorgio A. V.