My Dream Girl Poem by MBJ Pancras

She saw me; I saw her, and each other,
She surpassed beauty and I fell within,
Every look of hers was a sweet flower,
Each smile born of her did make me breathin',
She followed me; I penned her in my verse,
And I did deck her with poetic truths,
I knew not her, but she was in my race,
Her eyes hugged mine, and I was in her wreaths.
She'd come from elsewhere to shoot me for hers
I carved my love for her thro' my poems,
We had no other visions except ours,
We sailed in the same boat and heard rhythms.
Lo! She wasn't there, and we left alone.
It was a dream; I woke up then! Forlorn