Secret Dreams

Watching you sleep so sweetly there I want to touch your face and hair
Wishing to be curled up with you I see the way your smileing too
Hard to tell with that little grin
Are the pleasures you dream a sin
Do you dream of makeing love Or eating icecream in the tub
Then a deep breath comes slowly out
I still can't tell what you dream about
I cock my ear when you start to moan Perhaps a glimps I will be shown
It could be anything under the sun
With a smile like that it must be fun
But I can't tell what you will say What kind of dreams take you away?
Copyright © 1998 By Sheila Lynn

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