My dreams of you are as pure at the mountain mist on my skin. The second i close my eyes i see and angel fly threw my my chest and puit a touch of love back in it. The angel is you with velvet hands. All the bad memories are erased because you stop them with your unstandable touch. I thought i could never love again from a girl who taught me not to love. but you revive my sorrow heart that has been smashed. Wehn i dream of you i sweat off the horrifying memories, i shiver and prey to God you'll be in my arms when i wake up. When i dream it seems soo real. the power of love can be so incredible that if you just siting there its like the brezze is her touch. The stars are like her sparkling eyes staring at you. When im walking threw a feild of grass and i let my arms dangle to touch the softest feeling in the world, its almost like im touching your hair with my hands wile im walking.
