Oh Well, It's Not Wrong To Dream
Oh well, it’s not wrong to dream
You came along when my heart it was reeling
Broken in two on the ground
Touched me in ways that I can’t recall feeling
Somehow my smile had been found
I read your words when my thoughts were insisting
I’d be forever alone
Nothing would change of this sadness consisting
Of every hurt I had known
And there you were with your hair dark and flowing
Eyes so enchantingly free
Skin as a warm summer day gently glowing
How could this happen to me
Within your verses I felt a connection
Deeply caressing my soul
Lines filled with love and a wondrous affection
Seems I am losing control
Lost in a trance of desire and passion
Sharing an amorous kiss
Held in your arms in a euphoric fashion
Endless this feeling of bliss
Still I do know that it’s all just deceiving
Nothing is what it might seem
Even if I cannot help but believing
Oh well, it’s not wrong to dream
Alas, you were wrong. : )
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018
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