[(‘“*JiĢäR*”’)]

Dreaming of you, I lose my reality
Your face and lips closer, every night
On your eyes a tender dove
Dreaming so much your shadow turns into a cushion
Perhaps not the spitting image of you

Dreaming of you, everything else feels wrong
Signs of weariness and daydreaming, every day
In my eyes a curious kitten
Dreaming until you dissapear from your physical touch
Wishing instead that it was really you

Dreaming of you, all of the time

By - Mac Sraan -