the rain

the pitter-patter of the rain
lulled him into deep sleep
dreams, the gods did ordain
he didn’t even count sheep!
and he saw her in a dream
eyes a-twinkle; a big smile
looking peaches and cream
and as always, she got style!
on the beach, her hand in his
his arms around her shoulder
oh, moments such as this
he wishes will last forever!
her magnetic eyes captivate
when she gazes into his soul
her smiles always fascinate
and keep his spirit whole!
asleep, he prays not to waken
so he can spend time with her
sadly, his beloved was taken
only in dreams are they together
© f aparici...    06-01-2015

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