I am the dreamer,
and you are the dream...
When I awake, I still see her,
such a delight before me.
Only within my dream felt state,
could I ever be bold enough to my one I relate.
I often see your face in my dreams,
When morning comes, I hope you'll always be there with me.
Could it be I'm making too much of a fuss?
Or could it be, your my one and only crush?
...I don't know why I wrote this, as I just have woken up, I am writing from an envelope, with no stamp, ...just buttered love.
My morning now awakes me,
I now must shed this dream...
But forever my breath be-takes me,
Let my heart unleash this steam.
...Yes the dream must end, but within it's slumber,
Let the seeds of love begin, and just call out that I love her....
I see you now, in reality's wake,
I feel somehow, that my body must shake,
How do I explain what I feel in my dreams?
How do I just say, "that your all that I need?"
I guess I'll just hold what I'm feeling inside,
I guess that I'm not bold, as I wait for night to arrive...
Awaiting my dreaming is all I can do...
I wish we were dating, but I'm not enough for you...
Nightfall warms me, as my time has now come,
and soon again you'll adorn me, with a night-time of fun.
Dreams... they are wonderful
Dreams... they are "real"
Dreams..
they can punish you, If your mind can't heal. How it changed my life:Every dream has a messege... It's just hard to write it down sometimes. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 62633 ( Click here )
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