Hope Chest

Desires of moments
that have come close to be

can be all too deceiving  
not letting us see

spirits that tremble
emotions so deep

clouding minds intentions
that wander in sleep

assumptions that give us 
paths that decline

taking thoughts once measured
leading dreams from mind

these moments held softly
you know they're the ones

searched in life's meanings
but alas to be shunned

so living these days 
we hope for their best

holding romantic lost visions
kept locked in your chest

this wooden vault
in a place we know

 our hope chest of loving
where our dreams all flow