She was in
his Dream
As if she
was being
broadcasted
to him via
dreams
It was so
clearly
vivid and
precisely
correct at
best
She was a
trigger for
clouds of
emotion to
explode
As she came
over and sat
on the bed –
with her own
Head on a
bended knee
& her long
hair falling
down
He grabbed
one of her
bare feet
and kissed
in-between
Her toes
which were
just
showered and
he caressed
and
Kissed while
she talked
peacefully
w/ ecstatic
statements
She came to
him. It
seemed more
like she was
transmitted
The energy
was so
purposely
filled with
an honest
intent
Which she
declared
while
throwing
herself into
a ball and
Crying out,
“I love you!
I love you!
I love you!”
And out
Of reaction
or maybe
that’s how
he felt too
he said it
back
Yet
realizing he
was married
and happily
so at that
to boot
He was
surprised.
She wasn’t.
It’s what
she wanted
to hear.
She rose to
greet his
lips with a
kiss and
shed her Gap
shirt.
I saw it
all. He then
began
kissing her
toned
shoulder by
the
Base of her
neck as she
moved her
gorgeous
head to
study it
Her skin was
perfect,
perfumed
with the
soft smell
of flowers
And her hair
was still
damp from a
fresh
washing and
smelled
With an
aromatic
mixture of
organic
herbs, root,
moss & roses
She was in
his head
Her clean
soft feet
And skin
Her
declaration
Of desperate
love
Her respect
And loyalty
Her
disinterest
In his
present
Union
Her passion
For having
At least
Part of him
Maybe even
His child
And to see
Her
All he had
To do
Was
Tune-in
To the
News
Everyday
Everyday
Every
morning
She was
There
And
He felt
Thankful
October 24,
2007
"John French" /
John Alan Conte
Jr.
