In dreams, I hold your hand
Without apologizing;
In dreams, the sun’s gentle warmth
Bathes my face as I look up into yours;
In dreams, we spread a blanket
And float away with clouds;
In dreams our carefree laughter
Rings out clear and pure;
In dreams, we sway together, softly,
A prelude to another dance;
In dreams, I exult in being yours
While you open up your heart to me;
In dreams, I love you
As though love were not a sin.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
In Dreams.
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I just love this poem. It reminds me of the Roy Orbison song In Dreams.
ReplyDeleteDreams are the images, thoughts and feelings experienced...
ReplyDeleteIf you can dream - and not make dreams your master,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim... Rudyard Kipling Dream..dream.This one day your dreams might come true