Flights of Fantasy

Last night I dreamed of her,

I could see her crystal clear,

I feared to touch her,

Nor did I managed to get near,

She was standing there waiting for me,

I don't know why,but I could not approach thee,

I wished to touch her and wanted to see,

Her face saying that she loves me more than me,

I saw her holding a bunch of flowers,

I thought may be I am dreaming of first date of ours,

I could however sense that she is sad,

I said to myself let her see me & she will be glad,

My mind thought of surprising her,

I walked stealthily, my steps were deadly,

I reached to her back,

& suddenly gave a light pat,

Why did not she moved,

She is still standing there, her feet glued,

Neither an expression on her face,

Nor did she see me and jumped with pace,

I cleaned my throat with “Ahem !!!”,

Then I called her by name,

Why could not she hear me,

She was still standing leaning on the barren tree,

I looked here and there,

I was lip locked and stranded in fear,

I saw my grave lying ahead,

Unstoppingly from her eyes tears flowed,

Suddenly there was a loud thud,

& found myself on my bed,

Someone banged the door,

Suddenly I felt I was back on shore,

I pushed myself up from the bed,

I was happy because now I didn't felt like dead,

I reached to the door & opened it,

My love was standing there & my face lit,

I held her tight,

I didn't told her how horrible was my night,

But I made her feel that I always want her in my sight,

I hugged her and kept crying,

I wanted to hold the time flying...