I wrote this following my husbands stroke. Tell me how this makes you feel

'Dreams of Love'

For in a dream, can it persist;
If but in dreams we do exist?

In passionate arms I held you true;
longing to be touched by you.

For what we miss in each others' kiss,
Is the breath we take for each others sake.

As the story goes ablaze unknown;
Till the journey's sold but not for gold.

Treasures told, as emotions unfold.
No longer a dream, but now spent desire.

Tis because of your love,
I know this fire......

Copyright ©2002 Carla M Lalonde