Girl Made of Dreams
Meeting in my dreams as we do
empty canvas' for me and you
infinite space to make our play
I wouldn't have it any other way
clouds don't exist, not even thin mist
skies forever blue, where i fly through with you
I bathe in cinnamon glow, which keeps me so warm
and deep down I know, my mind is not torn
the signs did all show, like the stars light at dawn
I'm struck by a bow, no longer empty neither forlorn
in dreams we have our fun,
never rushed, no need to run,
by chance did we meet?
now we've a universe at our feet
a new relationship in its infancy
thanks to some internet intimacy
how i've dreamt of you
now they're all coming true
and i've lost my shade of blue
I feel so shiny and new
I look forward to bed, laying down my head
in your absence, I dream instead
clutching thoughts of you close, like a ted
while we rove through my dreams
creating ripples in streams!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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