Wishful Dreaming

by Daryl E. Horton

As dark as a moonless night is my fair love,
Whose father plucked the stars from the sky,
She wears them now, dancing upon the feelings
Of my heart, with lovely voluptuous lips,
Beckoning and teasing with her sun-lite smile,
Long thick legs, jetty hair, a perfectrous glow,
A creature of un-imaginable beauty,
Encompassing the wildness of the wilderness,
Pure enchantment with each step,
I lose myself in your gaze, hoping, wishing,
Longing to embrace what I conceive to be a vision,
This young apparition, this beautiful mirage,
A dream, could it all be a lie,
If indeed a dream, may I never revive.

Wishful Dreaming byDaryl E. Horton

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