Every day is that of a dream; <br />A dream only slumber can end. <br />A dream where loneliness <br />is without source or meaning. <br />A dream where happiness <br />is constantly in season. <br />The dream, although redundant, <br />is the greatest of all dreams. <br /> <br />I awaken as does a child <br />on Christmas morning <br />and unveil your love <br />with an amorous kiss. <br /> <br />Your love is so beautiful, <br />like a sunset without end. <br />It is the guarder of my heart <br />and my nepenthe for pain. <br /> <br />Your love is also a bandit <br />that stole my heart and soul. <br />But the only crime committed <br />is not finding me sooner. <br /> <br />Let’s simply lay here in bed <br />and seize the salubrious day. <br />Our dream, although redundant, <br />is the greatest of all dreams.<br /><br />Michael Fischer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-love-9829-2/
