Dream

Her dreams are her favorite place to be

'cause when she closes her eyes he's all she can see.

And when he's there in her moonlight vision

their hearts become one in a beautiful collision.

They walk upon the clouds in her head, but 

when the dream finally finishes she's back in her bed.

As she lays under the covers in the dim lit room 

she listens to her heart beat boom, boom, boom.

She rises out of bed with the sense of delight knowing

he'll return the following night.

Reviews

[cookies213]

loved reading this, a very sweet poem.

[Caustic_Dystopia]

Thanks : )

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is romantically beautiful.. Though a bit dreamy (I think that was your intention) but I loved reading it :)

[Tony Jordan]

I'm with Yumna on this one - well not physically with her - she should be so lucky ;p

No I agree on the ethereal nature of it. Its quite lovely. Well penned Caustic.
:)

[Caustic_Dystopia]

Thanks to you both. :)