Maybe a woman is what my heart wants in dreams,
even though my head isn’t into it when I’m awake.

Perhaps my heart overrides reason in the
dreamscapes where my mind seems subdued.

It is said the heart knows what it wants.
Maybe in my case it’s true, despite my denying it.

Perhaps when I die, I’ll know the truth, and my
heart and my mind will finally be in agreement.

Bob Boyd