Girl Made of Dreams

Meeting in my dreams as we do empty canvas' for me and you infinite space to make our play I wouldn't have it any other way clouds don't exist, not even thin mist skies forever blue, where i fly through with you I bathe in cinnamon glow, which keeps me so warm and deep down I know, my mind is not torn the signs did all show, like the stars light at dawn I'm struck by a bow, no longer empty neither forlorn in dreams we have our fun, never rushed, no need to run, by chance did we meet? now we've a universe at our feet a new relationship in its infancy thanks to some internet intimacy how i've dreamt of you now they're all coming true and i've lost my shade of blue I feel so shiny and new I look forward to bed, laying down my head in your absence, I dream instead clutching thoughts of you close, like a ted while we rove through my dreams creating ripples in streams! ©John-Ovan.P.Hull