a dream

we are at your house
you are holding me in your arms
your friends are there, and my friends in their embrace
the two of us are so high

we watch a movie
(the lion king is your favorite -
but you love all disney movies)
and we make stupid jokes
and laugh until we cry
and i can taste the smoke on your lips
as you lazily attempt to kiss me
i can feel your smile

and to think that in this world
where nothing ever goes right -
i have someone like you
to turn sorrow into sweet dreams