Poetic touch: Your dream

Your Dream

I embrace myself and dive deep into the depths of my dreams There I see you, I hear you, I dance with you, I fly with you I wish not to hear a voice but yours I wish not to see an eye but yours The world sounds odd and cold in your absence Oh, my beloved love come to me I love thee and I yearn for you I yearn for your hands I yearn for the scent of your breath I know you’ll come to me one day with the fragrance of spring flowers.