When I see you in my dreams at night,
why do I just take that for granted.
In those dreams I find you within,
there’s always a message that’s planted.
And waking in the morning light,
symbols floating through my mind.
I try to go back into that slumber,
to that beauty that’s so hard to find.
Is it your love that create my dreams,
is this the way you talk to me now.
I’m bewildered by the concept,
that you live in my dreams somehow.
2 thoughts on “Dreaming”
How soft and heart warming Liza.
Really, I agree with Diana!