Dreams Of You

Mystic Dreams. Image:paintinghere.com

I still share my nights with you, so close your scent sticks on the sheets
Distrurbed nights these are that follow your cold trail
Your sculptured back no longer in sight
The path you made covered by leaves of the coconut tree

Your scent faint, carried away by the ocean wind
The feel of your back still on my fingers
That distinct taste of you in my mouth
Vivid sightings of your beauty
Beauty as unforgattable as the white beach kissing the blue sea


You gave life to my senses
Alive in my senses you are
Alive in my dreams you are

You talk and the voice I know so well says the same things
Like the rumblings of an old man
Like lines from a movie script
Tales of my life in your words
Words painting my worst fears
Words fractruring my ribs puncturing my heart
So alive is this dream

Here and there, I still care
Here and there, you still bring tears to my eyes
Here, it felt like a dream
There, it was a dream
Still, here I couldn't run away from the pain
There, I couldn't run away from you