What I dreamed
Happened what I
Thought I touched
What I longed
For I felt
And what I
Wished for on
All those birthday
Candles I finally
Received you see
Close your eyes
And hope for
Things really really
Do come true
What I dreamed
Happened what I
Thought I touched
What I longed
For I felt
And what I
Wished for on
All those birthday
Candles I finally
Received you see
Close your eyes
And hope for
Things really really
Do come true
The streetlamp shatters
Sending shards of
Yellow light like
Brush fires onto
Grass as car
Lights glow blueish
White ahead then
Turn to red
Cats eyes as
They pass the
Sky glows an
Eerie blue like
Spent flash bulbs
As landing planes
Mew like lion
Cubs this is
The morning here
It is simply
Simple the simplest
Of things those
Tiny moments that
Second that so
So slowly ticks
By the easiest
Of things the
Smallest of sounds
The pleasurable sigh
The hiccup on
A busy day
The chagrin the
Teeny tidbit the
Thing thought insignificant
These things are
The things that
I remember most
And there it
Was that sigh
Escaping like a
Freed mouse from
A trap skittering
Past open lips
After our kiss
That sound of
Passion released like
A wound spring
That boing of
A jack-in-the-box surprise
It came out
Only after our
Lips met signaling
The beginning of
Something wonderfully marvelous
The what we
Are is less
Important than who
Labels schmabels it
Doesn’t really matter
Some things have
No words defining
Them the feeling
Of an icy
Cold drink on
A sultry afternoon
Or a piping
Hot bowl of
Chowder on a
Frigid stormy night
These like us
Are simply called
Oooo’s ahhhh’s uhmm’s