By Manx O'Mega
Dedicated to the hopeless romantic in all of us
She is from a dream
a dream and a wish
a wish and a hope
a hope and a prayer
We first met when I was merely ten years of age
but in the dream we were adults
I could not see her face
but she was beautiful beyond belief
I knew not the color of her hair
nor her name
I only knew that I love her
Another dream
another place
another time
yet the same girl
wearing an elegant gown
accentuating her beauty even more
I loved every moment
from each dance step
to every music note
to every sparkle that lit up her loving eyes
I still could not see her face
but I knew how soft and supple her lips were
as we kissed under the starlit sky
In yet another dream
I was holding my baby daughter
cooing while in my arms
I turned to my love
who snuggled by my side
and I told her
that our daughter has the same lovely eyes
as her mother
I've yet to meet this sweet beauty
I pray that I do
Although I've never seen her face
and never spoke her name
she is the one for me
Our hearts beat as one
our souls complete each other
And I'll know who she is
from the love in her heart
and the love in her eyes