Slipping in and out of my dreams
Soft touches and urgent kisses
Remembered and met with bittersweet
Peace leaves my heart, my soul left in reality

Dreams are best left to dreamers
I find myself caught in the mist
Of sweet touches and small smiles
Red rose pedals as soft as your lips

I'm awakened to be next to nobody
A feeling my body cannot stand
I force myself back from reality
To the dream where I'm holding your hand

DJ Triplett 6/14/2018 ©