Once Upon a Drean

By Robin Roberts

ONCE UPON A DREAM

Walking into this place
And seeing your face
From across the room,
Sunshine has replaced the gloom.
Our eyes meet through the crowd
And my heart is beating loud.

I know you from somewhere;
The feeling is crystal clear;
We've met before
On a distant shore.
I know you've heard that line
Once upon a time.
We loved each other then,
Our hearts beat as one;
We held each other tight
When the day was done.

We walk toward each other,
Not looking at another;
My mind is racing fast,
I want this moment to last.
Our eyes meet, our hearts smile;
Let's sit down and talk awhile.

We laugh and talk, the feeling grows stronger;
I can't take it any longer;
I hear your words but I don't understand;
I can't focus on the task at hand.
You say you don't remember me;
You're confused, it's a mystery.
I'm confused
And you're amused
But I know we've met before,
And I know I wanted more.
How can you fall in love on sight,
Meet someone and know it's right?
We're talking and we're learning
And I'm feeling a familiar yearning.

As I look into your eyes,
Suddenly I realize;
You and I were lovers,
You and I were friends,
You and I promised we'd be there at the end.
I know you think I'm crazy,
To you this is all hazy;
I know why you can't see;
Of course you don't remember me.

 

 

You only existed in my dream.

Copyright 2012, Robin Mack-Roberts

About the Author

My name is Robin Roberts, and I'm from Pennsylvania. I'm a single/divorced mother of two beautiful girls who are the lights of my world. I am also engaged to a wonderful man who lights up the other half of my world. I work as an administrative assistant and have worked in the same career field for most of my adult life. I write poetry in my spare time.

I'm a Beatlemaniac, having loved the Beatles all of my life. I also enjoy other classic rock bands, but no other band/musician has captured my heart quite like those four lads from Liverpool.

My interests, other than the aforementioned, include hiking/walking, camping, traveling, bowling, reading, and spending time with family and friends.

Poetry is the music of our souls. //o-o\\

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