Sublime Times

As I lay there upon my back,
Watching the dark star-studded night...
Beside the one whom I so madly love,
I dreamt of beautiful days and a future very bright...

I dreamt of those days in the future,
When my bank-balance would be exploited...
Owing to her silly, stupid, incessant shopping sprees.
But I would love them anyways undoubted...

I dreamt of a garden full of flowers,
And one of those beautiful bright red roses...
That I would pluck just for her,
And keep at her bedside whilst she dozes...

I dreamt of one of those days,
When she'd bake a cake for me to eat...
And how I would say "It’s so delicious!”
Whilst sugar miscalculations’d render it not so sweet...

I dreamt of one of those silent conversations,
That we would continue for hours altogether...
And by the end of six of them realize that,
The discussion hadn't really gotten any farther...

I dreamt of such times when I'd annoy her,
So much so that she would start crying...
Of how I would run behind her all day after that.
Till I make her smile I would keep on trying...

Just then I felt someone poking my arm softly.
My daze broke as I looked at her face so beautiful...
For some moments I was lost as if in another trance.
Thinking of how to react I really was doubtful...

Realization dawned on me as I got back my senses,
That it’s not a two sided story anyways...
Sublime Times like these might occur in future too,
But never such a future and never such days...