I dreamed of him
in the dark
of last night
he didn’t see me
for me
barely noticed
I was in the room
and he
was not the he
I’ve always loved
my heart aching
as eyes opened
to morning
*
MidwestFantasy
April 2019
I dreamed of him
in the dark
of last night
he didn’t see me
for me
barely noticed
I was in the room
and he
was not the he
I’ve always loved
my heart aching
as eyes opened
to morning
*
MidwestFantasy
April 2019
Midwest Fantasy Writes 
Sensual, mysterious, bitter. 💖
I adore your legs. 💞
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O00h, Love poems about dreams!! Loved your line – “he was not the he I’ve always loved”. – mysterious??? Bellissimo, My Dear!!
Xoxoxo
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Thanks Chuck!
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