Shivers up my spine

This sentimental poem is written by Martin Silvester for all those who are dreamers, just like him!


Each night I close my eyes and dream,
Of how I’d like things to be.
I’d dream of love and being loved,
With someone dreaming next to me.

I dream of holidays, across the sea,
Of palm trees and white sand.
Of strolling at the waters edge,
Two lovers, hand in hand.

I dream of a table, set for two,
With a soft glowing candle flame.
Our hands reach out and gently touch,
Knowing we both feel the same.

The warm darkness of a tropical night,
With a million stars above.
A moonlit pathway on the sea,
Such a perfect place for love

We don’t really have to say a lot,
Our hearts shine through our eyes.
Palm fronds rustle overhead,
As a warm breeze softly sigh’s.

A perfect evening has to end,
It’s tomorrow on the clock.
Wander back along the sleeping sand,
Through nights soft velvet frock.

A cup of coffee, a glass of wine,
A strawberry dipped in cream.
Soft pillows on the king sized bed,
Ready for another dream.

I feel your fingers in my hair,
Your lips gently kissing mine
I hold you close, in warm embrace,
I feel shivers up my spine.

Then I awake, I look around,
It seems I’m home again.
The frost of deep midwinter,
Has drawn pictures on the pane.

A gentle snore informs me,
That my love is still asleep.
So I open up my bedside drawer,
And have a cautious peep.

I bought two tickets yesterday,
Yes…they’re safely in their folder.
Two tickets for us to live our dream,
To remember, when we’re older.

Life’s too short for wishes,
That just do not come true.
So I gently shake her shoulder,
Whispering…I’ve got a surprise for you.

Written by Martin Silvester

You may also be interested in reading his first book of poems called Last Apple on The Tree

About the author

Martin Silvester
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Not a lot to tell...just an ordinary man...always loved writing but never had the time until now...hope I've got a few years left to write about the million things I would like to get down on paper be it in poetry form or just plain old story telling. Just in case anyone would like me to come along to their group and read a few of my poems live..I would be happy to do so within the confines of Kent or Sussex...I would just need to cover my time and petrol a cup of tea and a biscuit. Just email [email protected] To answer some of your questions= ex-army..ex -jackeroo...ex-builder..ex-quite a few other things..still rocking...married...2 + 3 children...7 custard creams. I have now published my first collection of poems which are now available on Amazon under the title of..LAST APPLE ON THE TREE. The book consists of twenty seven poems covering a wide range of topics and emotions. My second book has just been published and is called A BREEZE IN THE WILLOWS, also available on Amazon. I hope that everyone will get as much enjoyment reading them, as I did writing them.

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