Image of a Girl
Last night while deep in slumber I saw the image of a girl
She had the softest eyes of brown, her smile was white as pearl
I stroked her silken hair of gold and kissed her velvet lips
Then felt the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips
We held each other closely in a tender warm embrace
My eyes took in each feature of her sweet and loving face
Hours seemed like seconds as the time went quickly by
A thousand lifetimes passed within a twinkling of an eye
I softly slipped her hand in mine and they began to clinch
My desire for her was like a parching thirst I could not quench
My heart was pounding wildly at this vision from above
I knew that this would be the girl that I would always love
The beauty of her image held me tightly in its spell
Was she real or just imagined? I really couldn’t tell
And then I woke and next to me within my sleepy view
Was the image of a girl I dreamed and darling it was you
Copyright © Stephen Washam | Year Posted 2010
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