Her blue eyes
like the changing sea.
    Her blond hair
soft as a rose petal.

    Her childish grin
hides her crazy and
    evil ways.

    Her laughter,
unique with no rhythm,
as if she was calm, sweet,
    and innocent.

    Standing there
staring with fire in my
eyes I grabbed her close
with a passionate kiss
holding on to her like I
was never going to
    let her go.

    And then I wake up
remembering this so
    real dream.                                                                    Jon York    2021