Poetry by Jeff Green

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Treasure

by cricketjeff on March 1, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A soft and tender feeling on a soft and tender day
When I dreamed that I was lying in your arms
I woke, my senses reeling, in a most exciting way
And it seemed that I was basking in your balms
A special scent that lingered, filled my mind with “joie de vivre”
I was smiling from the deepest part of me
I was sure I had been fingered, by a love that would not leave
That was piling all its tenderness on me

I knew I’d seen the roses, as we walked out hand in hand
And I sensed that I had plucked the best for you
Without the least supposes I knew that you’d understand
As we fenced to find the rest that we would do
Now I’m well awake and happy and my grin won’t go away
As I know that you have dreamed of me the same
There’s a warmth that’s soft and sappy in the way I feel today
While you show the world the treasure that’s my aim.

Author notes

Sometimes waking from a doze can be the most pleasurable sensation imaginable, so just imagine…