In the dream, you looked like a woman
I had known

But you were more fun than she
had been

I was getting a feeling I haven’t had in
a long time in the real world

I was feeling a possible connection
Others in the dream were feeling it too

At one point, we were standing in front
of many fish tanks in a store

And you said there was an exotic fish
in one of them

the name I cannot recall

I said no way

you said yes way

and showed me the beautiful fish in a tank
a few tanks away away from where we stood

I found it funny and wonderful that you were right
and being with you had become such a delight

the dream ended with you taking a right turn
I presumed to go to the ladies room

and I woke up seeing the right turn was into
the living room of my apartment

and of course there was no you

And I was sad and wishing the dream
had been true

Bob Boyd

This poem is about a real dream I had last night. It was like when you are talking to someone and everything begins to feel right and you sense a romance is lingering in the air, which it often is in those compelling conversations. I was liking this woman so much and I’m sure she was liking me as much. But, damn, what a buzzkill the dream was when I woke up right before the sparks began to fly and the chemistry began to bubble. And to the deity, angel, or whatever, in charge of dreams, kindly give a guy some dreamworld love.