Dream

I can see you there behind the door
I can hear your foot steps from a far
I can taste sweetness on my lips as if you was here
I can feel the warmth of your skin lingering 
I can smell your life force 
As I get up to get to you it seem like a never ending hallway
I turn the corner and it seems like I am running in circles 
I see you running up the stairs 
I proceed but yet again it seems like I am stop
By this never ending creation on stair 
So I give up the chase 
Then with a whisper from your lips you say 
“Never give up on something that you love”
With the new determination of love I start back over
From the ever ending hallway 
The endless running in circle 
Now for the climb up the stair away
I feel half-way there and I reach for you and you reach back
As I am getting closer and closer 
I can see you there behind the door
I can hear your foot steps from a far
I can taste sweetness on my lips as if you was here
I can feel the warmth of your skin lingering 
I can smell your life force 
But then as I get closer to see your face 
I am blind fold then I feel a kiss that sends warmth down my spine
Then a hand on my chest as if I can feel our heart beats as one
I hear you take a breath of love  
The smell of your perfume
Even though I am blinded I still see the beauty of you
As you lend down to give another kiss 
I am awaken by my alarm clock for my day 
I look to the left and look to the right and see no one
Hear the cars drive by
Smell the garbage being picked up
Touch the sweat of my face
And the taste of morning breathe
As I get dress and reach over to pick up a towel that was left on my bed I smell you again
Then it all comes back me again 
But yet you’re not here 
It was only a dream 
But can you be real for me 
Or just a dream to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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