Monday, January 25, 2010

My Dreams Before Twenty-Fifth of Twelve

I awake from dreams of you
in a gloom sleep of a night.
When cold wind of December blew
and as I stare at a lucid starlight;
I awake from dreams of you
in a heart whose love is innocent.
When days easily passed by,
I think of you dear, when I’m alone.

I wonder why I feel this way
as I gaze on the midnight sky.
On a dark wintry bed I lie,
only God knows that my heart may never lie.
Like a precious thoughts in a dream,
how sweet this very moment of ours
Hold each heart….
the heart that shares

When your lips have spoken
the loveliest words I longed to hear.
My heart shouts and echoes render
Like a music in such splendor.
Let the love be magical, I said to my mind.
Like the sweetest dream,
I don’t want this to end
are my gentle prayers.
my pleading sigh.






** The title has a meaning for me and this is for my man. :)
 It has a secret code.