...... I think that particularly in a persons youth, perhaps one always had in mind that one would love to find your 'Dream Lover' to spend your life with? It took me three Marriages and to the age of late forties to find what I wanted. It was third time lucky, but I am very pleased to be able to say that I really did find my 'Dream Lover'. In my youth one of my favorite songs was in fact Dream Lover sung by Bobby Darin. A wonderful song in it's own right. But at whatever age did you find your Dream Lover as thought of in the song? Or did you never quite get there? Perhaps you lost your Dream Lover for some reason? Or perhaps this was never important to you anyway? ... .... Every night I hope and pray A dream lover will come my way A girl to hold in my arms And know the magic of her charms Cause I want (yeah-yeah, yeah) A girl (yeah-yeah, yeah) To call (yeah-yeah, yeah) My own (yeah-yeah, yeah) I want a dream lover So I don't have to dream alone Dream lover, where are you With a love, oh, so true And the hand that I can hold To feel you near as I grow old Cause I want (yeah-yeah, yeah) A girl (yeah-yeah, yeah) To call (yeah-yeah, yeah) My own (yeah-yeah, yeah) I want a dream lover So I don't have to dream alone Someday, I don't know how I hope she'll hear my plea Some way, I don't know how She'll bring her love to me Dream lover, until then I'll go to sleep and dream again That's the only thing to do Till all my lover's dreams come true Cause I want (yeah-yeah, yeah) A girl (yeah-yeah, yeah) To call (yeah-yeah, yeah) My own (yeah-yeah, yeah) I want a dream lover So I don't have to dream alone Dream lover, until then I'll go to sleep and dream again That's the only thing to do Till all my lover's dreams come true Cause I want (yeah-yeah, yeah) A girl (yeah-yeah, yeah) To call (yeah-yeah, yeah) My own (yeah-yeah) I want a dream lover So I don't have to dream alone Please don't make me dream alone I beg you don't make me dream alone No, I don't wanna dream alone
Yup. Kept seeing her in my dreams up until we met up. I've been with her for 13 years and married for 4 years.
I am sorry to hear that T. But never mind. Perhaps it just doesn't matter to you anyway. Not everyone aspires to have a so called Dream Lover.
Yeah. But not until I was 63. Had a crush on her when I was 14. Many, many years went by and when I moved back to my hometown---there she was. Started working on her roof, we began to flirt back and forth and ended up with a 17 year wonderful ,very satisfying relationship that ended with her death.
Oh! Dear. I am so sorry about the sad ending to your Love there scratcho. I think of it this way with the old saying. It is better to have loved and lost. (obviously outside of both your control). Than never to have loved at all. There are 17 years of loving happiness to look back on with her, and thank goodness you did meet up again as you say.
I did, but unfortunately it was unrequited love. It was a man I'd been familiar with but hadn't met until I ran across him unexpectedly in a bar! He was a musician, and I'd admired him for years. The night I met him, I took him home with me. I knew he was married but just couldn't resist. I saw him from time to time for over 6 months, then he got back together with his wife, and I never heard from him again. I still think about him, though, every day, and often dream about him as well. He was unforgettable, but is now dead. I guess I'd have to admit that my heart still belongs to him, even though I never had his. He never said he loved me, but I loved him enough to be happy he was reunited with his own true love-- eventually. I was crushed when he first went home! What we go through in life, though, does mold us into our final shape. I'm not sorry about it.
Sure did, that short and built, dark haired and brown eyed girl I first met in kindergarten said “I do” in 1966. We have indeed been lucky and still get to rock and roll! We snuggled 12 different homes in six of the M and W states. And her libido has always been hot, even after I joined the limp noodle society.
I have to say, although I'm sorry that it couldn't have lasted, I'm glad for what you had. Your love story is an inspiration, Brother Kenny. Good topic, too.
Thank you very much Angel Sister. I particularly found your post very interesting. I am sad to read though that possibly the love of your life was unrequited love. If I may refer to: 'He never said he loved me, but I loved him enough to be happy he was reunited with his own true love-- eventually. I was crushed when he first went home! What we go through in life, though, does mold us into our final shape. I'm not sorry about it.’ It is really very good that you obviously hold no bitterness towards whoever that was. Some people might live a life of bitterness against that person. Not you though Sister, and I admire you for that.
Thank you Angel Sister. This makes a change because I very rarely ever get away with anything. Wifey sees to that! Keeping to the theme of the thread, I thought it would be nice to play this particular song... .. When the girl in your arms Is the girl in you heart Then you have got everything When you are holding the dream You have been dreaming you would hold You're as rich as a king So hold her tight And never let her go Day and night Let her know You love her so With the love of your life Spend the lifetime of love Make her yours for evermore So hold her tight And never let her go Day and night Let her know You love her so With the love of your life Spend the lifetime of love Make her yours for evermore Make her yours for evermore
In my dreams, I am normally lost in a strange place with no idea how I got there or where I am going. One recurring feature for a number of years was being minus my pants, but still no idea how or where I lost them. Perhaps I am still to meet my dream lover sometime, somewhere, while I am pulling my jumper down in an attempt to remain decent and she is falling around laughing. .