My dreams of Cam
Dreams are thoughts in our head,
That invade our nights creating stories.
These places we've been unable to,
Remember causes our bodies to,
Protect us from those memories.
Those memories can be good or bad,
Yet can predict our futures or remind,
Us of the past.
I see this woman in my dreams,
She's always in the past.
She's unlike anyone I have ever known.
She's a princess but secretly fights as,
A knight for her uncle, King Arthur.
She is my hero and savior.
We hear her brother, King Richard
In the hallway she grabs my hand
And we run to her room, pressing me,
Against the door kissing me.
Looking in my eyes she asks me,
Please marry me Lauren, we can,
Leave tonight at midnight and
My brother can help us escape.
Are you really serious,Cam??
I never knew her name, it's Cam.
I can't live without you Lauren.
Is it a dream or did I really know her??
It was so real, too real!!!
I'm at the library, this is crazy,
Why am I here, do I believe this??
Did I go back in time or did I live there??
I can't believe what I'm seeing,
King Richard, his sister Camilla my Cam,
And me as Cam's lady in waiting.
I was there and she's real, and I knew her.
A woman walks up to me and says,
She said you would be here??
I look at her and ask You know her??
The tears glide down my face .
Where is she??
I hear my name behind turn around,
It's Cam!!!! I say Cam running into her arms,
I look up into her eyes kissing her.
I ask How???
We've been together for centuries,
We're soulmates, our time is up.
We're going home to Olympus finally.
Our children are waiting for us
Copyright © Shirley Hudson | Year Posted 2021
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