I Dreamed

BISMILLAH...

I dreamed you wrote me poetry, after breaking my broken heart;
you asked for my forgiveness while requesting I not depart...

I cried tears, it seemed, I had cried some years before;
and though my heart was aching I couldn't walk out the door...

You begin to kiss my tear filled eyes as you whispered sworn words you promised to keep;
but before I could succumb to the security of your arms I sadly awoke from my sleep...

Many would call this a warning, not wanting this dream to ever come true;
I see the wisdom in being reminded "the no one's perfect“ includes you...

Struggle is bound to be present each and every step of the way;
sandwiched between the promised ease granted to those who pray...

Yes dreams are meant for reflection, and reflect on this one I will;
remembering as are the joys of love, the pains of love are just as real...
may ALLAH be pleased...ameen