Dream Woman
Dreaming,with eyes wide open..yearning,to know what's true..Awake,but still unfocused.. How
could this be real?.. I have to be asleep still..so I pinch myself, to startle me awake..my mind
is playing tricks on me..this has gotta all be fake..A practical joke,some elaborate scheme..but
who other than myself..could possibly know the woman in my dreams..I dare not share her,to
no one I've mentioned a peep..she's my gift alone..she came to me in my sleep..we speak of life
and love..laughter,seems never ending..faith, is brought up often..at times I pray i can bring
her with me..My eyes begin to focus..the pinch has brought me from my slumber..my dream
woman lies next to me,she's snuggled in my covers..my prayers have been answered.. I thank
the lord above..her eyes flutter and I see her smile..I reach over, and give the woman of my
dreams....A good morning kiss and hug!....
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