Over and over come racing anew.
I wake to see you stare at me,
Your eyes are wide with wonder.
I reach to touch your face and hair, Then I am pulled back under.
My dreams want with an open heart,
My soul is reaching to you.
The need is strong to pull you near, I know you want me too.
This dream is real I believe it now,
I feel you are with me, love.
I wake with a kiss upon my lips, And know who I'm dreaming of.
copyright © 1997 By Sheila Lynn