In a dream as I gently flow through each scene as if I'm gently floating, so peaceful, so quite. There standing in the door quietly, smiling that beautiful smile, you gently walk through and into my dream. The light shines so softly on your face, your eyes sparkle as your face gleams. Your uniform pressed with such crispness and perfection. Oh how your hand feels as it gently brushes my face. You don't speak; you just place my hand in yours and guide me along. As we move so slowly, feeling you feeling me, you take me once again to the place of ' "You" and allow me to begin to live. The dream so real and so very full of you. How do I stop this dream I am dreaming? How do I wake to see the light? I can hear myself say It's not real, yet its happening, yet I am still dreaming this dream. How do I wake from this dream of you? |
The smell of you, the feel of you. All my senses are now alive and full with love and need. The dream so full of you, so full of me. The feelings inside so warm and tender, so very strong. Bringing a newness to the heart song of all love in time. As I try to softly speak your name, you place your hand over my lips, as you tilt your head with that familiar way, as you reach to embrace me in what I know will be an embrace full of tenderness, and love. The longing inside will soon be replaced with the arms of the one I love. As I am startled awake, I realize you're gone leaving me alone with me, once again. The pain begins again. |
As I sit there not believing what I was feeling, what I am feeling, I ask how could this be a dream, it was so real. It's not a dream, it can't be. Not again, you left me without saying good-bye. You took my heart once again to fly, only to drop it and watch it die. |
This was a dream of you, a dream of me. How do I return to the dream I was dreaming? A dream of you, a dream of me. |
