Dream In a Bottle
On this pillow, I now rest my head.
I will fall fast asleep in my bed.
I lie here so soporifically.
For several hours of privacy,
it’s my escape from reality.
Here I dream of a woman I’ll meet.
Her good looks and demeanor are so sweet.
I find her to be easy to love.
This woman must have come from above.
What a doll I see who's as cute as can be.
Put that dream in a bottle for me.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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