"Somehow I never heard her name"

I had a dream that first she
just held smooth hands with me –
gave us time to smile and seem
and see what the seemings’d mean.

We played games without pieces or a board,
we fulfilled the promise of the Lord
when we’d smile and touch, lightly, and again,
and let ourselves be seen by our friends.

The rush upon us came in slow,
and then fast, then low, then something more –
but we were still in front of everyone,
breathless, become unexpectant of whatever-to-come.

The first moments lasted so long,
and then just never ended at all –
completely impossible and unknown to us both.
When the night came down, it took us each in full;

neither had known a moment like this,
dilating naturally, lasting for hours.
Neither mattered: strength or weakness –
the context began and ended with the warming between us.

And we never touched other than slow,
and soon enough we both began to know
that while there might be some limit to fun
neither of us could bring too much to the other one.

Smiling, she even hinted what to get her come Christmastime,
but somehow I never heard her name.
I can only hope and pray to see her again,
since, in the dream, somehow I never heard her name.