A NIGHT'S DREAM

Today I want to ask, the dream I've had '
You were in my way or was only illusion,
You took me by sidewalks, hallways and attics,
You looked for catches, landings and stairs,
Remember the Night agitated, tense, passionate.
That dream I had, when I wake.
It was a fantasy of love and lust,
Breathy sighs, love red hot,
Beats desperate increased their pace,
But it was all a dream, a dream around,
I do not remember your face, only your flesh,
Your raven hair below your shoulders.
Your bulky body, in the moonlight,
Chiseled, perfect for a Greek goddess of love.
It was just a dream, of my twisted mind,
Or remembered a past of some distant love.
I would like to see your face, remember who he was,
Me out this thorn, hiso I hurt,
It was just a moment in a rough night,
They went through my mind the memory of that love.


JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA