POETRY IS THE MUSIC OF THE SOUL


Jul 14, 2009

In My Dreams

When I wake up from my dreams
Nothing is at it seems
My heart breaks with disbelief
And yet I breathe a sigh of relief
For I know you weren't there to start
And you didn't leave to break my heart
You are what my heart desires
Your kisses are ice, your touch is fire
You always leave me wanting more
You make me weak all the way to my core
It's hard to sleep with out you in my bed
But dreams of you fill my head
And if its the only way to make you stay
I will find the right words to say
Just tell me how to make you mine
And let everything about us intertwine

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