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You Are My Dream...

You are my dream My lady,
Embodying everything I've ever hoped for,
Oh so prayed and longed for,
All these lonely, oh so lonely years!

I've sought painfully, far and wide;
I've ventured too, upon the other side -
Desperately hoping to find someone
As supremely precious as you!

Oh my Love!
You are my dream -
My soul's reason to live,
My heart's reason to care,
My body's longing
For the warmest of human embraces!

You are my dream
My lady, You arrest my most restless imaginings,
You stop my heart right in its tracks,
You totally possess me my sweet! …
With your soul's overwhelming grace!

As I reflect upon everywhere I've been,
I quickly forget every girl whom I've ever kissed -
Wishing, Lord truly wishing instead -
That I might have kissed only, no one other than you!







Dreamscape...

In my favorite dreamscape,
I see you standing there,
waiting, welcoming me.


In my favorite dreamscape,
I sense you, there,
wanting, desiring me...


To come closer,
to nudge you, to charm you;
to take you home with me.


To come closer,
to touch you, to hug you long and hard;
to share with you, visions of pure ecstasy.


In my favorite dreamscape,
I touch you, there,
in your soul, your most precious part.


In my favorite dreamscape,
I am one with you, where,
you hold those closest to your heart.


There, I feel that we are finally one,
blessed children of the earth and sun,
united, together, and forever more.


There, I feel that our souls have finally shone,
blessed lovers of life, and of the spark which
may carry us to golden, eternal shores.


In my favorite dreamscape,
I retire, blissfully nestled in your arms,
with your love my protector, my guiding grace.


In my favorite dreamscape,
I am, soundly asleep and rested, vested
with the knowledge that I am he who paints that most
glorious smile upon your face.


Copyright © 1998
Hans Raffelt,
Used with Permission

 



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