You lying on my chest is a comfortable weight,
I brush my hands down your face and through your hair,
Our fingers laced, set gently on your waist,
I tickle your neck and gently rub your shoulders,
Soon you are fast asleep.
Even asleep, your beauty makes me stare,
I kiss you as you tuck closer to my body,
What will it be like tomorrow morning?
I close my eyes and rest my head,
Sparing you one last glance as the world fades away.
Gone, when I open my eyes,
No weight, no fingers laced, no kisses,
Simply a dream, and cruel at that,
Just wait until I find you.
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Written September 25th, 2005
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That is sooo good. It always sucks when you have a really good dream, and you wake up and realize that it was just that, only a dream. I guess as humans we strive to make our dreams come true.
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I love this poem soo much. You are mine and I love you soo much. I cant wait to see you later today. This poem is soo touching
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aaaawww.........
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awwwww thats sweet
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wow.. thats really sweet
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