A Secret Meeting

You plague my dreams.
It’s my fault, I know.
Thoughts of you infest my waking hours.

Last night
You professed your love....
In a dream.
You alluded to marriage.

I awaited the proposal,
But awoke before you had the chance.

Previous nights
We've spent my dreaming hours
Simply getting to know each other;
An obvious heat building beneath the surface.

I look forward to my dreaming hours
When I get the opportunity
To be with you as only I can be.

For reality forbids it.

I wonder if you dream of me, too
If we mutually meet in secret
To live out our true desires
And shamelessly allow ourselves
To feel what we feel.

Outside of my dreams
In the harsh light of reality
You have a quiet and private air about you
Not like the contemplative romantic
I’ve met in my dreams.

Therefore I will look forward to
Our nightly rendezvous
And allow myself to love you
In secret as I dream.