🔵 By Richard Smith. Photo by lauragrafie.
Such a wondrous dream!
A second chance for love!
What does it mean?
Was it from above?
Divine instructions,
given words to pray.
For her life and love,
to save her day.
Years go by,
until stars align.
I meet her father,
a pen pal of mine.
A whisper says her name,
as I read her father’s letter.
It says, „she is the one!“
Curiosity or should I know better?
Time flows on
when I get a picture.
It is the woman of my dream!
Flawless beauty, a vision feature!
I learn about her.
Details I come to admire.
More years flow,
flaming an intense desire.
Events match prayers.
I read this played out.
Inside I jump for joy!
Now I have no doubt!
No miracle forth coming.
No divine intervention.
Is this real?
Or my mind’s invention?
I tried to replace her,
an effort in vain.
Loneliness consumes me,
leaving heart ache and pain.
I can no longer take it
A confession I prater.
Unless her father hears from God,
we’ll never be together.
I know who she is.
Though we must not speak such things.
For she is a princess!
And I am in chains.
I try to cast her out,
free my mind from her apparition.
Her image won’t stop haunting,
sending my sanity to perdition.
Where is God?
Did He send me this dream?
Or did a demon,
so my life his humorous meme?
Will the sun ever shine?
Can I be loved again?
Or am I stuck forever,
in unforgivable sin?