At Last

Just a little something 
A heartfelt thought or two
A bouquet in the morning 
Because I dreamt of you
I dreamt of fields of lilacs
I heard you call my name 
I didn't see you anywhere 
But towards your voice I came 
Then opened up a clearing 
I saw you standing there
Perfume emanating 
From flowers in your hair
You smiled when you saw me
Your arms were opened wide
They beckoned me come towards them
So I could hide inside
I said, "This can't be happening,
I thought your love was gone"
You told me I was silly,
I couldn't be more wrong
But that it didn't matter,
The waiting was now past
To come and kiss your Bluebird,
So we could love at last
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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