In the morning when I wake,
Thoughts of you encroach my mind,
And every time I close my eyes,
Visions of you I see,
And when I lay asleep,
Its of you I dream,
Even though you ain’t here when I wake,
Quite evidently I want you here,
I want you close,
So close to feel your breath next mine,
So close to feel your touch on my skin,
So close I wouldn't have to turn to see you,
And when the new dawn breaks,
Its your face I want to wake up to,
Your beautiful eyes,
Your cute nose,
The great feeling of seeing you smile,
But I only see you in my sleep,
Or when my eyes are shut,
Hence I sleep more and more,
Then I see you just there ,
Then you put up that stare,
Then you and I get so close,
So close our hands start to touch,
So close to feel your warmth,
So close to feel your sweet aroma,
From your hair skin and clothing,
We get so close our lips brush,
They start to embrace and dance,
Your lips so tender next to mine,
So soft like the softest wool,
Sweet like the sweetest mango,
Finally we stop,
Am now wide awake it was a dream,
A dream didn’t want to wake up from.
- Author: Thompson C ( Offline)
- Published: January 3rd, 2022 02:45
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 49
Comments1
Lyrical enough for a song...
Gentle and nice work of words....
Thanks you...
Well appreciated 🙏
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