I dream of you in my sleep You are next to me Holding me while we laugh under the sheets that morphed us Your gentle touch that sends shockwaves through my body You look at me with your sweet eyes; which hold an entire world of innocence and naivety
I dream of you in the day I see us in the boy and girl walking hand in hand along the river; In the airplanes that we dreamed of taking together And most of all in the garden that became our peace
I dream of you in the morn When my eyes first open and anticipate you next to me Your lips softly touching mine as you whisper Good morning, my love Before our morning tea and pastries
But then I awaken. You are not here. It was all but just a dream, My love
Wrote something real quick this morning because I dreamed of him all night last night. Very very rough, but thought I'd share.