I Dreamt About You Last Night

last night

I dreamt about you last night

We sat across from one another at a wooden picnic table,

romantically weathered with perfect patina

The spring sunshine warming our backs

Surrounded by gardens written in an old English countryside

My mind creating a space just for you

I watched as your eyes danced with excitement,

telling me about your books and writing

Your eyes reminded me of the first time we met.

Sitting across the table,

locked with interest I couldn’t look away

Absorbing with curiosity,

our story had never ended

A comfort waved over me as we were sitting in your perfect place

In a romantic ideal, magical

It wasn’t an ideal or magical for us though because we knew in our hearts it does exist

It was just us

No limit on time

No boundary of any sort

It felt so close, every sense absorbed each moment

Simplistic and beautiful

We held hands and talked

I played with the ring on your finger as you spoke,

the same ring I noticed the first time we met

No end in engagement

No wavering or question

Fluid warmth

We gently kissed

My eyes opened

My lips still pressed from what seemed so real

I dreamt about you last night

I dusted off the story we had started to write,

I tucked this in between the pages

Even if it was only a dream I had about you last night

~Alisa Hutton

May I

true love

A clear winter night, the moon dancing over the ocean seemingly dusted with magic

The crisp air biting with nervous anticipation

May I kiss you now?

I am sorry the moon is not hanging quite right, you will need to wait as the moon and I have a special relationship

As they bid goodbye she thought maybe there is still hope

May I kiss you now?

I am sorry I am far too tired you will need to ask me when I feel more rested, perhaps try another season

Walking side by side in the park on a perfectly temperate romantic spring day

Tulips and daffodils in perfect sway the moment seemed right and the season surely better

May I kiss you now?

I caution you the spring is never the right time to make such commitments

Spring is the time for bloom, the flowers and I need our space to grow

Sitting on the beach with the summer sun warming their backs and sand romantically sticking to their souls

May I kiss you now?

Summer is the time for travel I must leave you and this place in order to feel truly free

Fall arrives with a muted grey, alone watching the fire

Breathing in the dull comfort and safety of being alone

The doorbell rings

I have finished wandering and done all that I have needed to

Can I sit beside you and watch the fire, can you ask me once more?

Before I do, answer me this

Why have you made me wait so long?

Romance is beautiful, commitment long but as the seasons pass only that of a true love will remain consistent and strong

May I kiss you now?

~Alisa Hutton