I Dreamt Of You Once

I dreamt of you once,
how your hair shone in a sombre cloud,
and bold eyes made me stammer,
made me sad for you weren’t real.
I began to worry, when again
your idle figure came before me,
in good weather at midday,
just a first radiant hallucination.
One fine evening in the rain
your form reluctantly presented
truer and more beautiful than before
I reached out to touch you
to find you more honest and corporeal
charming and graceful
than anyone ere I have never met.
Nevertheless, you faded from me
and I confess I wept,
desperately unable to retrieve you,
yet an angel or a delusion as you are,
cannot remain to humble me thus
if I am below and beyond deserving.
That won't stop me from
remembering your bewitching ways,
your lightness and your glow that I,
am found dreaming, and come to love
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