Dreams...dreams are wonderful. They're something you should always hang onto. They inspire and guide us. I love to sit around and daydream...which is how I got the idea for this poem.
Moonlit Stranger
My heart skipped a beat
when I saw him standing there,
pale moonlight shining on his face.
He looked at me and smiled,
his dark eyes like deep brown pools
and his smile like the sun.
He took my hand
and stole my heart,
the Moonlit Stranger.
I had never seen someone like him before,
tall and strong and brave,
his cloak covering him like a shadow.
He pulled me close
and gently kissed my lips,
lost in the moment.
Tap, tap, tap,
I stirred and woke to realize
my Moonlit Stranger was just a dream.
Tap, Tap, Tap
pebbles hit my window,
calling out to me.
I get out of my bed
and open the window,
looking out.
But there he stood,
Bathed in moonlight, smiling,
my precious Moonlit Stranger.
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