The flame that burst from the striking of my soul against yours


Lost in confusion and total self-bliss,
I've found the relation between dream and wish.
A dream is a fantasy lived only while asleep
but a wish has a compass vast, far and deep.

A dream can bring true the wish never thought,
as your mind wanders aimlessly and feelings are sought.
But a wish is a simple, momentous undertaking,
a grasping of things while still in the making.

Now my understanding of wish and of dreams,
have broadened my scope - or so it would seem.
But still I'm confused and nothing is clear,
because you are a wish, yet a dream so dear.

With the breath of each day, I wish for your sight,
visions of loveliness turned to dreams in the night.
You've become such a fantasy with realistic tones,
I long for your love and time spent alone.

Sadly enough my dreams cause confusion,
for all their purpose is meager illusion.
And though the dawn of each day may be cheerful to sight,
I fear the darkness and my continuing fight.

For now its a war - a battle within,
a dreadful nightmare which rationality must win.
What should I do? Where shall I begin?
Should I ask for your love or remain a dear friend?

In my dreams you're my lover and my world is complete,
but in life your a martyr to hope so elite.
I've grown to know you and care with a passion
but fear lies within mutual attraction.

If I were to approach you with some indication,
would I strengthen our friendship or cause detonation?
This is the confusion, the struggle, the fight,
until I am sure, you'll remain a dream in the night.


gee they need to allow you to edit the topic heading

thank you for all the reads flame