With my head upon my pillow I shut my eyes.
In slumber and in deep sleep my spirit begins to rise.
I am carried far away from the cares of this world.
To a sacred place of the ancients. A sacred place of old.
A place of inlightenmant, wisdom, peace and love.
A place of purity, a place of perfection, a place far above.
Here in this place I see with different eyes,
A brighter horizon and clearer skies.
Here in this place I hear with different ears,
Music that is so beautiful it brings me to tears.
Here in this place I feel with smoother, younger skin,
Pure, ecstacy from without and within.
Here in this place I run with different, faster legs, lift with different, stronger arms, speak with a different, more fluent tongue.
Here in this place of perfect bliss I sit bathing in the glow of the warm, sweet summer sun.
Not more than 20 yards away under the shade of a cherry tree,
My eyes catch a glimpse, and I can't believe what they so clearly see.
There you sit my love, your heart calling to mine.
Your hair is soft and blowing in the wind and you have the wings of an angel divine.
Is this a dream? My head says yes but my heart says no.
Hold me my love. Hold me tight and never ever let me go.
Suddenly rising to your feet you fly to me swooping me up in your arms.
With a rush I'm overtaken once more by your girlish charms.
Your lips meet mine while we stand suspended in time.
Hanging in the air I taste a bitter taste...like that of lime.
The world around me crumbles as I desperately try to hold on to you.
Why is this happening? Where the fuck did I go wrong? What the fuck did I do?
Suddenly I'm in my room kissing an old nasty wooden broom.
I guess the dream just had to end. It ended way too soon.
Every night I dream of you my love.
Every day I think of you my gentle dove.
One day I hope my dreams will all come true.
Because I'de give anything and everything just to be with you.
© Brett Harper
