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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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