I Dreamed of Love Last Night

Last night I dreamed of Love,
of him touching me, how he touched
the sides of my face as if though
touching me were all he ever dreamed of.
I dreamed of Love’s kisses, his lips on mine,
as if though tasting me were all he ever
dreamed of. And Love, he, talked to me,
told me things and we both felt free,
there was no pretending, no playing games,
the things Love told me belonged only to me
and that’s how we were able to be free in our love.
It felt like a space neither of us had ever been in
but both of us had dreamed of.
I saw him turn to my mother and tell her,
“I told you I’d find her one day.”
And I saw my mother smile in return.
I dreamed of Love last night and the way it felt
to love him. I never wanted to wake up.
In the light of day, I knew
I’d lose my dream of Love.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind

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About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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