A poem of love for the Love-Of-My-Life
That night, that night,
that night of nights,
that night I will remember
until deep into my nightest night.
Was it a dream? A dream in which
I dreamt of finally meeting the
person of my dreams? A dream I
dreamt ever since I started
But is was real and it was you. You.
And when I look at you I know it’s you,
the one I dreamt of. You.
Every day since that night of nights,
I dream of you with my eyes open.