PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DREAMS

Dear Soulmate,

Dreams were meant for dreamers,so a dreamer I will be;For now that is the only way I have you here with me.Every night when I lay down and close my eyes to sleep; I drift away to my own lil' world where you are mine to keep... ...Then morning brings the pain again and then soon I must realize;That with each passing day the early light must rise.So night time is my special friend, my secret hide away;Where I can go to be with you...and forget the coming day.How I?d like to hold your hand...walk -run away- run home again, hand in hand, in wonderland -in a dream,and not letting go of your hand. I'm drawn to your tender lips To feel them, to touch them.To trace them with my finger tips .They hold so much beauty. Soft like a rose and so petite.So seductive, intriguing and enticing.Their allure captivating and sweet.The feel so sensuous, so lush.The sensation of your lips upon mine Their taste bursting with passion like strawberries fresh of the vine. I long for the touch of your lips.The desire for a kiss grows strong like the bee on the petal of a rose.Your lips on mine are where they belong. To love someone is a frightful thing. To open oneself and allow them in. To tear down those walls.Those barriers you've built. To expose your heart at all. To give up control.To allow them to know.To trust without reason To accept imperfections. To go on through the seasons.To never run out of affection