Oct 23, 2005 15:01
Sometimes I stay up late
When only the crickets outside my window stay awake
I sit and listen to them play away
With only the breeze of the wind wispiering to the leaves
Sometimes I'll find myself dazying off at the night sky
Seeing myself glide thought the night with only the starts as my gide
I glide though the clouds for a short while
Then soon come to my destination
I open my eyes and see where I am
I'm beside the bed of my lover
I look down at him with a smile on my face
I creap under the covers and into his welcoming arms
We lay silently as we both stare into each others eyes
With a kiss on the chick I'm gone once again
Back to my window, where the crickets play away
And the wind wispiers softly to the leaves
I open my eyes with a sad look on my face
Then realize it was only a dream