MY VALENTINE

MY VALENTINE

Peter Woodgate

I dreamt of you the other night

You were a vision in my dreams

We couldn’t touch or hug or kiss

Our spirits intertwined it seems.

Because we are constrained by rules

In ethics, physicality too

There is a limit to our acts

In what we can and cannot do.

But in my future dreams it seems

We could engage our minds as one

To wander through that mystic world

With care and happiness and fun.

 

Copyright Peter Woodgate