You're in my dreams,
I'm in your arms.
You whisper sweet words in my ear,
As if you know exactly what I want to hear.
No on will ever be so dear to me,
Not as dear as you are.
You turn me around,
Those beautiful orbs looking at me.
Your gaze set in mine,
The touch of your hands at my waist.
I don't push it away,
Its welcomed truthfully.
As I gaze up to you,
Those orbs capture me,
I swear they hold some power.
Some power over me,
To make me freeze,
Unable to look away.
I don't dare to take my eyes off you.
For I don't want to see you there,
Then turn away
To see you gone the next moment.
I feel you pull me closer,
Myself against you,
My lips barely touching yours.
Your lips on mine,
Oh such a gentle sweet kiss.
My eyes open,
And I'm met,
By the blackness of my room.
You're not before me,
Not kissing me so sweetly.
Instead...
You lay beside me,
Laying in a gentle sleep.
Was it all a dream?
That smile
On your lips tells me no.
If it was though,
What a wonderful dream
It was...
