Just a Dream

I actually had this dream one night . . . so I decided to write a poem about it.

I was standing on a beach
The tide coming in

I was standing alone
Watching the water crash against the jagged rocks
The salty sea spray
Splashing across my face

I felt a warm hand upon my shoulder
I turned to look
It was You

We were standing face to face
holding each other close
our beating hearts
in time with each other

I looked into your dark brown eyes
and saw your love for me
Your fingers brushed my cheek
Your tender lips met mine

The tide rolled out
washing you away
I awoke
To find it was
Just a Dream