Tuesday, December 30

Just a Dream

(Wrote back in 2001.)

My dreams are like a story
But I tend to forget to write in the pages
Unsure what to say word for word

Oh my angel
Oh my guardian angel
Could this be real or maybe not

With every twisting turn
I see the urge of an ever firing burn
Gazing into reflection of your eyes
Just then the plot begins to stir

Always fumbling through the obstacles just to be left behind
Blind sided by the feelings that I kept inside

Seeing you just isn't enough
Without the passionate touch of your finger tips
Intertwining within embrace
Locked in a loving kiss
When will I wake up
Could this be real or maybe not

Oh my angel
Oh my guardian angel
Could this be real or maybe not

It's just a dream
© Tiffany Ann Adkins 2015 - 2019