Strangers or soulmates

She still haunts me in my dreams. I wonder if I do the same to her.

Is she the one?

The petite, beautiful girl

I have seen for so many years

in my dreams?

Is she really the girl from my dream?

Mostly she would look at me

like you find something precious

after hours of frantic search,

thinking that you have lost it,

exasperated but exhilarated.

Then she would walk towards me,

briskly, shaking her head,and

putting her arms around me

she would kiss me.

She seems so familiar

with a spark of familiarity in her eyes

but she looks so withdrawn

and indifferent, maybe

she is not her.

Is he the one?

The tall, handsome boy

I have searched for so many years

in my dreams?

Is she really the boy from my dream?

I wonder why I keep losing him

after finding him in every dream.

He doesn't realize

what he means to me.

I can't stop myself

from filling him in my arms,

filling my heart with his warm kisses

not caring for people around.

He loves me I know, but

he hates showing his love in public.

He is looking at me with the same

love in his eyes,

that haunts me.

I long to hug and kiss him

but what if it's just stupid dreams?

Do dreams come true like that?

Author's Note

I loved the concept and decided to write the above poem.