Mount Arrowsmith, Port Alberni,
seen from the Quay
In dream, I am a dark-haired girl,
a long plait hanging down my back,
snapping black laughing eyes,
and you? you are smitten,
small half-smile, appraising eyes
that say you like what you see.
In dream your arms
close around me from behind
and I am held all night long,
till I wake,
wondering, since we were so real,
was that past-life memory?
Did you find me only in dream
as you once found me before?
You must have known
And so, in dream, you came.