The Dream

I walk into this crowed room and our eyes meet. I turn and look away hoping that you'll walk my way. You approach me and ask me to dance. We seem to be dancing to a never ending song. I feel myself need to speak words from my mouth but I'm so relaxed I can't say anything. Some how you manage to know exactly what I had to say as if in some way you were listening to my heart. You pull me close and squeeze me tight, I feel so wonderful. You speak with words that are amazing, boy don't you make me feel beautiful! You speak of me as if I'm a queen and you cherish the ground on which I walk. You guide me outside and we gaze upon the stars, you're looking at me like I'm an angel of some sort. You wrap you warm loving arms around me as we wish upon a star. The twinkle in my eye makes you wonder but you don't ask questions in fear of making me cry. Even tho I know I'm dreaming my wish is for you to be real. I wish to wake up in the morning with a smile on my face because I've slept safely in your arms. I know I won't awake to your sweet and tender kisses or your soft and gentle touch but I feel it's worth wishing for. I don't want to wake up, I think I'm in love with the dream. I go through out my day hearing your voice, so anxious to go home. Only so that I can fall back to sleep, so that I may spend another night with you. I know I'm delusional but I can't seem to get enough of you, I know you're just a dream.