• My love is the air i breath,
    the sweet essence of floral in spring,
    the way she talks,
    the way she walks captures me in dumbfound shock.
    The little smile she makes when i say something she likes
    , the warmth of her body when i hold her tight,
    the soft caress of our lips in union,
    the harmonious aftermath of each reunion.
    Every evening she's in my dreams,
    always there and filled with glee.
    But thus that dream comes to an end when i wake up in the morning all over again
    i sit there constantly thinking my love is somewhere always waiting
    i know that one day we'll soon be together
    and love each other now and forever.
    But until then i'll see you in my dreams where everything is as it seems.
    so perfect and covered in blissful goodbyes in hopes that tomorrow is alright
    but for now is as i said, goodnight you're always in my head.