" A VATIC VISITATION "...

I floated through her window, past the bullfrogs on the sill
She never even noticed how I breathed with her, warmed her chill
Moved her hair from covering features that my strength could not divide
I so enjoyed this dream-time visit,  placing secret suppositions in her eyes
She had her hand above her head, I placed my imagination in her mind
Helped her secretly see, a lilac garden draped, in Savannah vines
Flowing across her bed sheets, the fragrances, from festive memories
The Love encountered when she engaged in my purposeful, poetry
And as I played with her in her dream state, she sighed a happy sigh
So I touched her perfect heartbeat, with a shamrock's lucky life
And bathed her in my liquid destination, a sand dune in the moonlight
That glowed through her rhythmic midnight, and then grew, into a smile
That seemed to recognize my presence, even though she moved in dreams
I was overcome by her sleeping beauty, so much so, my soul did scream
A silent wish for all the heavens to recall, when she awoke
The words "I Love You" were intuited, for she never spoke
And as I floated back out of her room, into the soft, surreal, night
My spirit lifted, for in my mind, I had just visited, my future wife.....

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)