For The Love Of My Dreams

His sight is in my eyes.
His voice is in my ears.
My tounge chymes in.

When we talk and share our fears.
He is in my eyesight.
And he is in my heart.

He is the throwing dart.
Even if my love is sometimes a whole world away.
Because oh,he is in my eyes.

And his warmth is in my tears.
When we are all alone,we talk and share our fears.
Tall or short,it doesn’t matter.

And haven’t felt before this way.
The sight of his face.
And the lace around my eyesight when I speak.

When I say his name it’s never bleak.
Because he is in my dreams,bursting through all seams.
He visits them from time to time.

And he always arranges time.
Because he is in my brown,chocolate eyes.
His being brown aswell too.

He is in my red blood,and his is red too.
I breathe his love and affection.
And nobody has ever given a correction.

I just enjoy it and breathe it in.
And I forget all the evil I have seen.
When he is in my ears,or when I read his message.

We are in a world all or our own.
Where it’s just us.
King and queen on our throne.

And no need to call on the phone.
His ears listen to my fears.
And when I am sad,he wipes my tears.

I know never before I felt this way.
I’m just waiting for you to say.
That you will love me and support me all the way.

As kittens and dogs play.
Because when I see him with my eyes.
Our eyes dance the tango.

And positive feelings flow.
For he is in my thoughts.
When things get rough,he’s there.

Alas I am careful not to push the love of my dreams away.
If I do that,who will protect my dreams?
Nightmares would lash out and attack.

And I would try to open the door and get him back.
I know that sometimes,love I lack.
And I hear bones crack.

But I know his presence will heal me well.
In a white dress and a veil.