Man of my dreams I’ve met you once, in a dream Even then we've met before, or so it may seem I fell in love with you and I’m falling again I remember your touch, and then I remember your kiss, like an angel In my arms, holding each other forever Then I awake cold and alone Thinking about how much I’ve grown Missing your face Your touch Your breath Your lips Thinking about how much I need you And how much I yearn for you ©Cassandra Cates, 2002 |