I dreamed I was your lover

Gazing down on you like the Sun

The brush of my lips

was as the soft kiss of dawn

playing upon your face

Your drowsy, crooked smile

quickens my heart apace

I would surrender this fragile body

and become the table

that daily enjoys the sweet caress

of your fingertips

or your Murakami coffee cup

that holds your precious lips

I dreamed I was your lover

Whispering like the River Wind

My fingers are as the breeze

that ripples and slides through your hair

lingering upon your cheek

How they desire to remain there!

I dreamed I was your lover

Watching over you like the Moon

My arms are the velvet light

that takes you in a gentle and warm embrace

while you sleep

while you dream

Copyright ©2009 Anthony Hall