I read a poem today... it was based on a wonderful dream, two people were madly in love, holding each other tenderly as a lemon sherbet sun rose beyond a blooming hibiscus being visited by a hummingbird, bringing a soft apricot glow through the white lace curtains flowing on cool morning breezes as they kiss passionately, greeting the new day
It was an extremely beautiful poem, one that I wish I had written, but... more than that, I found myself wishing that the dream that inspired it... had been about me