Dream Girl

When you have admired from afar Idealising that someone For so very, very long You envisage all the special moments You will share together In the most incredible detail Such as when you ask her out And of course when she says yes, Holding hands on the first date And of course the first kiss You rerun those moments in your head over and over Endowing them with magical properties That reality could never hope to match Reality can never equal fantasy But comes the day when you summon the courage And you do ask her out And she does indeed say yes Though not in the swept off her feet kind of way That you had imagined You do indeed hold hands on the first date But it feels a little awkward Like this is not quite what she had in mind And again doesn’t quite live up to your preconception Then all too soon we are at her door We chat uncomfortably Make small talk and laugh nervously We say goodnight, then again, and again Then she reached up and pulled my head towards hers Then slightly hesitant, our lips met for the first time A tender kiss gentle and languid I closed my eyes As the intensity grew As it became more fervent Then ardent led to passionate Then I surrendered to the moment And lost my self completely in her embrace As I walked home alone The taste of her still on my lips I conceded that I was correct When I thought reality could never equal fantasy Because reality was so much better