Sweet are the times I get to daydream, <br />for these are the times I dream of a dream: <br /> <br />It is when my thoughts yield the chance, <br />that I envision a girl who sees me at first glance. <br />I, lost in her, can't help but shudder <br />at her walking, far, yet few steps closer. <br /> <br />No words, no words are to be spoken <br />As we both know what is about to happen. <br />I move, and lost in love, caress her cheeks. <br />Losing sight of her eyes, I contact her lips. <br /> <br />Our flame is to be spread all over. <br />Burning desire coming from us, lovers. <br />We, lost in lust, get to our knees, <br />begging to the sky we always lived like this. <br /> <br />And this is when I think of a neverending love... <br /> <br />Alas, every dream has an end, and so does love. <br />Does love cease? I wonder. Will I always love you? <br />My dream has settled, but what about my passion to you? <br /> <br />These are the questions I now refuse to answer, <br />For you, for me, for us, we must enjoy this longer <br />as we're young, and youth is for us while it lasts. <br />Tell me please... but don't say our gist is only lust. <br /> <br />Every time I think about this I need to see you. <br />Yet, I will never let my mouth depict these ponderings. <br />I will only say with my heart that I love you. <br /> <br />And I dream again... <br /> <br />Sweet are the times I get to daydream, <br />for these are the times I fall for you, <br />and I dream of a dream.<br /><br />Marcel López Rodríguez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reflections-of-a-daydream/
