The Dream

The Dream short poem

I cherished and cherished and cherished you
Every moment dreaming of you
As they say in the ad;
Eat, drink and sleep you

Every waking moment
You stalked me
Every living moment
Day and night and evening

I tried hard and hard and hard
To drive you out
To send you to past
To live with present

You were relentless
Following me everywhere
Every second, asleep or awake
Played in my heart and mind throughout

You won me over
For you were in my heart
For you were on my mind
All I had to do was recognise you

Oh my dream,
You have come true now
Travelling from past to present
Shining the light on future

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