She, Who Will Not Be Named

In my dream I never knew I loved you till late last nights surprise Your visit to my bedside opened up my eyes Your presence under my covers would my touch invite The intertwine of our fingers would be my first delight Your voluntary movement was an awesome sight A gift of God's creation by television light Never let this be just a one night stand Your back it lay apon my chest my arm a halfway band Finding warmth beneath my covers our comforts hand in hand A wordless passion called dismay would be out of fashion I wake to find myself alone with thoughts of the pleasant dream Under covers of my comfort T.V. light to help me sleep I wondered why she came to me when never thoughts discovered Becoming now a dream to me my days romance would suffer Could it be that last night she dreamed the same dream as me I know inside that it's impossible but still my day light dreams Could she be a witch that cast a spell on me Or whispered my name in a prayer and tossed it in the sea The imp inside me beckons Gods mercy let this be Only always to discover finally it's just I, myself and me