If there were no dreams

If there were no dreams,

            could I believe in such beauty

as I saw in you?

            Could there be such wonder in a

childs eyes ever blue?

            Could there be such fantasies as to

satisfy my desire"

If there were no dreams, then

            there would be no ambition, no heroes to admire.

If there were no dreams,

            could I live without your

warm embrace?

            Could I remember the love

on your smiling face?

            Could I remember how our hands

At awkward moments meet?

If there were no dreams, then

            there would be no memory; no, nothing so sweet    

If there were no dreams,

            my pen would never again

touch the wordless page,

            I would not speak in prose

or act on the starlit stage,

            I would not hold you closer

while we were dancing.

If there were no dreams, then

            there would be no midnight romancing.

If there were no dreams,

            how could I love you

day and night?

            Where would we meet

between the darkness and light?

            If there were no dreams, then

nothing would appear nor remains as it seems,

            and I would not want to live

without my dreams.