The Swords of the Ancients

“A Dream”

I dreamed of a night too hot to sleep,
So I wandered under the light of stars
And a moon that smiled like you did
On another night so long ago, my bare
Feet touching nothing but cool grass,
Gently tickling my soles until I smiled
Too.

I dreamed that I walked for many miles,
Until I reached the shaded edge of a
Forest of towering, trembling oaks, and
I saw there, standing alone at the verge,
You, clad in such blue that the skies
And seas wept jealous tears at seeing
You.

I dreamed you glided across the grass,
And reached out your hand to lead me
Down the secret paths to forest’s heart.
We found a clearing, bathed in starlight,
And fell down together there, and for a
Night, a brief night, the world was only
Us.