Dear Love,
I wonder night and day.
What he'll be like, if he's okay.
The one from my dreams, I hope and pray.
With hair like raven midnight.
And eyes that shine so bright.
Will he come? Will everything be all right?
Hopelessly I dream of him.
My mystery man, my whim.
Day dreaming as tears will brim.
Sometimes I feel him near.
Sometimes, I swear, his voice I hear.
Will we meet? Will we know? I fear.
I await the day we will meet.
The moment my heart will skip a beat.
When like a dream, you'll sweep me off my feet.
Until that day,
I wish I may
 TearsofBlood · Thu Sep 21, 2006 @ 11:24am · 0 Comments |
