girl of my dreams

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There once was a girl in my dreams,
a pretty, nimble, little thing.
No matter how fast or far,
she always slipped away from me.  

I followed her melodious laugh,
longing to respond.
Her eyes echoed moonlight,
like ripples in a pond.
She glided past so airily,
all the way to dawn. 

I haven’t seen her since something changed in you.

When she tiptoed across our pillow
and into our room,
did the girl of my dreams become yours too?