To Jena

"Tell me it isn't true"

She appeared to me
in a scene seldom seen
where her hair
covered her breasts
with a stroke of my hand
holding her near to me.

In this dream,
I see a girl in a land
far away, where I
smile with pure delight
to know that I love her
a deep feeling in my heart.

For who am I to argue
with this Venus
on the planet of Mars
steering her course
to Earth that is hers
to find me in love,

with kisses sweet
and hands to hold
as we walk and talk
of days to come,
and children to dream
of being a happy family.

Time now lost
to have children.
She looks away
to seek another,
with hands so new
eyes a hue of blue.

There in deceit
our marriage fails,
as she cheats
for instant love
that is completed
in strokes of haste,

for me to realize
she has escaped
to another place,
to hide as a child
who loves to dream
but not to be hurt.