My Love
As I strayed into a dream and the world around me closed
I dreamt I met this woman who wasn't wearing any clothes
Her eyes were kind of hazel with lashes long and slim
She had dimples on her face with a cleft deep in her chin
Her lips were soft as pillows and the color of a rose
Her hair was long and blonde; she had a perfect-looking nose
Her voice was like a songbird; that was music to my ears
Flowing off her cheeks was a river made of tears
So I held her hand in mine and I flattered her with charm
Then I pulled her very close to me and held her in my arms
When I woke up from my dream with her dangling in my head
The girl that I was dreaming of was lying in my bed
She asked why I was smiling, what was I dreaming of
So I whispered softly in her ear, "I dreamt of you, my love"
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