For Real...

Time has halted
Who is this person
that made the earth
stop spinning?

Her face a vision
not just lovely
but of interest...
endless fascination

How does she make
the crowd disappear
and focus my attention
on why she's so special?

Not a look or a stare
words were not spoken
I'm not in her eye
yet it all does not matter

For one brief moment
when my world was ready
for this ray of sunshine
to change what I knew

There is no logic
to make sense of it
and there also is
no desire to find it

Imagination takes over
and the mind runs wild
Sunset beaches, sandy shores,
holding hands, longing eyes...

Finding out daily
why we were together
Counting the minutes
when we weren't

and then the dream
begins to fade
Reality creeps in,
not a welcome friend

But it is what it is
a dream, nothing else
But a dream is a dream
that opens your heart

To what can be...
what COULD be...
what WILL be...

...for real