Dream

So many things on my mind,

Thoughts aren’t focused,

Eyes practically blind.

Mentally drained,

Muscles strained.

Yet that smile,

Those eyes,

Somehow that always crosses my mind.

Knowing the unknown,

Testing uncharted waters.

The time is irrelevant,

Distance has no measure,

But instant communication does have it’s pleasures.

The thought of your face,

The sound of your voice,

Paints a picture in my mind.

As if one were looking out to the skyline from the Empire State,

Or to the Rocky Mountains from the cabin at your estate.

Maybe even the plains from the horse back ride,

Or the sandy beaches along the coast of Malibu, Hawaii.

Beauty is what I see,

Although a total goof ball you may be.

The feeling of a dream is becoming a reality,

An angel molded into a being.