Wistful Dreams

Sweet Dreams I remember when in ancient times I saw you on a desert oasis Like a pebble thrown into a pool The foggy image my eyes imagined My nighttime sleep yearns for those dreams That is etched in my memory of your beauty A woman draped in orange honey silk veils As a gracefully gentle breeze caresses Lifting the silk veils in the air floating in a dance Leaves me fumbling as I reach out to embrace This vision of beauty You vanish like a reflection in a pool of water As ripples spread when a single pebble is dropped in Circling on and on spreading from the center I wander in a fog wistfully waiting of dreams About a breathtaking fantasy Drifting in the depth of orange honey silk veils Find the beauty of love Adrift upon the sea with a flicker of hope Of a love in a far off place Guides me to the oasis of palm trees and beauty For the woman draped in orange honey silk veils 7/26/2015