Here's a another poem of mine. Well, enjoy.
The Woman of My Dreams
I see you in my eye,
with no thought,
of who you are.
Yet I see you,
I feel as if,
I know you.
Yet I do not,
I ask your name,
I can not hear.
I wake up,
thinking your image,
to myself.
I think of you,
even as the days go by,
waiting,
for the day I meet you,
the woman of my dreams.