As funny
as it may seem,
like Martin Luther King
i too had a dream.
There i was fast asleep
in my own little world.
Walking on the beach
with a beautiful girl
It was a simple dream,
filled with love and romance.
The dream simply vanished
because i never had a chance.
A chance to be yours
and call you my own.
i was just so tired
of being alone.
Whenever we're together,
i get a funny feeling inside.
An unexplainable feeling
that tickles my pride.
It might be heartburn
or a little indigestion.
Is it love?
That is the question?
copyright 1994
West Indian Prints Inc.