And I Love my Dreams
I see Louise every night, it seems
in a multiplicity of wild dreams.
Often we are lost together
on trails which are lost forever.
I may be lost but i am found
as long as Louise is around.
We don’t re-light our passion’s flame
but it keeps burning just the same.
Sometimes we have a mule or cow
and live in the mountains somehow
in little towns we never knew
but at one time we had passed through.
We have moments of ecstasy
which are snippets of memory.
I’m not talking of orgasm
altho we may sometimes have them.
Do you ever have dreams this way,
where you are never old or gray?

Walt Abbott–4-8-2009