Only In My Dreams✨
In sleepy dreams of kindred spirits wed …
it’s these I run to, chasing through the night.
Before my eyes are closed, such dreams are spread
together, heart and soul ~ in fevered flight.
Live thee, but naught lost glows from yesteryear,
when now sweet songs are sung of destiny.
What’s held there in your dreams to so endear,
that you might think you cannot find in me?
“Yours is the sweetest heart,” I’ve always said …
though, needing many answers — so, it seems.
If you should realize why joined hearts sped,
you’d have no need to run from passion’s schemes.
I’ve kept my deepest dreams for you to share …
yet, find I cannot have you all my hours;
for, you belong to one whose love’s unfair,
while I am wholly captive to your pow’rs.
Embraced in dreams, those moments we’ve held dear;
they’ve turned to fading memories, it seems.
Still, dream I must, for it is clear, M’Love …
that you are mine ~ yet, only in my dreams.
Rascal Jenkins
©2025
The longing in this is palpable. Very beautiful writing.
Thank you, Alexandria 🙏🏼
Most gratefully for selecting this rather wishfully gentle poem in homage to unrequited desire.
How wonderfully encouraging it is to know you were able to actually feel the emotion of this piece.
Your gracious praise gratifies a bard’s humble efforts! ⁓ Richard🖌
Keeping your dreams reserved for someone you can’t have….this is so beautiful.
Maybe so, Adira,
But, not quite as beautiful as You for sharing this rather lovely homage to romantic fate, with your ohhh-so warmly kindred spirit.
What would you want that you cannot have, right now?
One can only wonder and ponder ‘n wish! ⁓ Rascal🖌️
A girl has to have some secrets 🙂