Many sleepless nights have been wasted this year <br />For the purpose of picking up pieces to cohere <br />Pieces of a dream infinite in its splendor <br />Its splendor, its grandeur, its brilliance, its wonder <br />A dream in a field of infinite gold <br />And an infinite blue sky to behold <br />With soft whispers of clouds to highlight the sun <br />And a single green hill facing the ocean <br />Topped with a kind old apple tree <br />With branches offering food for free <br />And under the tree the grass tickled our feet <br />As we pranced barefoot picking apples to eat <br />Her giggles echoing through the bright summer day <br />Outlined by bird song and the apple tree’s sway <br />Hours would pass fast and unnoticed <br />As we stared at each other with love at its purest <br />The sun would set softly into the sea <br />And I would settle into her arms slowly <br />Speaking verses of my love for her and her soul <br />She would cry tears for what I had just stole <br />Pleading with me to take care of her heart <br />For many times it had been torn apart <br />I answer with an honest nod and we kiss in moonlight <br />And my heart would dance to the twinkling starlight <br />But as I drew away I would wake with a snap <br />From the dream where I got to lay my head in her lap.<br /><br />Warren Augustus de Guzman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-dream-where-i-get-to-lay-my-head-in-her-lap/
