Slumbering Dream
By Sarah Hafermann
Written May 2010
Oh, to be able to whisper "I love you" in the moonlight,
to feel your arms hold me close,
I cling to you tight, so tight.
your love sends me into an over dose.
It carries me and caresses me into ecstasy,
drugging me with your sweet kisses,
my own personal fantasy,
granting me every one of my wishes.
Yet I wake in the morning to find you not there,
not in my arms, not kissing my lips,
you have disappeared into thin air,
while I grasp at my dream with my finger tips.
Oh! To be in love again, to feel the warm breezes of summer.
Until I find you in life, I will find you while I slumber.
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