Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Dreams May Come True

Dreams may come true if you want to
It depends on you
The storming that night taking us by surprise
Soaked you were, the rain lashing through
Cascading beating down on you                                                                          
Your hair floating in the breeze soaking you.
You were wet through from top to toe
Like a painting in the rain streaming down your face
As you came and took my hands
Saying my dream came true
In the traffic seeing you standing there so wet so blue
The paper stands floating high in the sky's
The rain beating down on you
Shivering you were, as I came by taking hold of you..
Hugging you, keeping you warm
Uttering phrases of love
In the Paris streets so cold, I stand
Church bells ringing how I love that sound!
Taking me back to my childhood
From morning till night peeling bells
Remembering those sounds.
In the warmth of the sun looking at me
The Notre Dame I meander through,
Looking, where were you,
Sitting mesmerised by the Seine..
Listening to the violins playing
As they softly whispered caressing violins
The mesmerising ambience in the latin stare's
You can not refrain from whispering there
Mais c'est la vie, raining in Paris.
But as the rain falls, the Seine extols languidly
Whispering shivering touchingly, as I stroll by
Touching the rain nakedly..
Naked truth
You coming smilingly to me
Taking your hands in mine uttering
Dreams do come true!
Finding myself in this city of old
Paris in my dreams dream, I dared to dream,
Looking towards the Seine
Floating majestically down to the sea.
In my mind you are, everywhere I go,
Forgotten not by me, your mine utterly mine
In between the years gone by the illusion
That you and I..That magic's in the air
The streets of Paris the roads to Baudelaire
Apollinaire..Whispering softly hasta la vista
Pablo Neruda verses of poetry
Beneath my blue skies I whisper yet again
Without refrain, being kissed by the rain
As of an evening drawing in
Is it love!  Is it you?

By Connie James.









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