The Dream Girl

The Dream Girl

On a roll
In my Dreams
Last night
I met her
The perfect girl

Because
In real life
I know her
Actually
Truly
And she'd
Deny
But she knows

So tonight
I stayed up
Past midnight
One
Two
Three in the
Morning
As If I could
Beat sleep
For once
And
Meet her
Again

Eluding
My dreams
But not
My mind
Thoughts
And heart

And
When I give up
With heavy eyes
For the night
She gives in
Visits
Or at least
Assures me
She's here

But waking up
Vanishing
Better than
Magicians
Hide props
Hiding my love
Until
The next evening

Tomorrow
I'll go to
Bed
Always
On
One side
Waiting
for that
Warm feeling
To slide
Into bed
Next to me