it's a daze,
my vision quite hazy
as if i were looking
through mist.
in my mind
i'm in a room
the pale sunlight streams in
through the windows
gently kissing your face
the way i would.

white curtains, light breeze
and i am seeing you
and you are beautiful
and everything in between
and you are looking at me too
with your sleepy eyes,
your gentle touch
brings more warmth than
the dreamy summers ever could.

yet these are only just dreams
and you are nothing but far away,
but if being asleep
means i can be around you
then deep in these golden slumbers
i will stay