The Angel in My Dreams

I saw her shopping at CVS in the cosmetics aisle
She stood out. Impossible not to notice her.
And she looked familiar to me,
Blonde hair, radiant blue eyes and mysterious.
I saw her at Harris Teeter buying a few groceries.
Then I saw her at Starbucks ordering a latte
All on the same day.
She turned and looked at me unsurprised
And said:
“Are you following me?”
I said, “No.”
She said, “I’m following you, Bob.”
I was stunned she knew my name.
“How do you know me?” I asked.
“Think about it,” she said. “The angel in your dreams.”
My mind stopped. My body went limp. I tranced out. I couldn’t speak
She smiled, said she’d see me in my dreams, and exited the store
Before I was able to come out of the trance to talk to her.
And though I keep seeing her in dreams,
She has never manifested in the material world again.

Bob Boyd