These are not dreams
That flow past my open eyes
For you are real and here before me
Solid and warm
Smiling in anticipation of
Another sweet sweet ambrace
These are not dreams
That bring me time and again
To your presence and the comfort there
Tender and tense
Wanting for your happiness
To be as great as mine
These are not dreams
Wherein the future holds
For we both know life's up's and downs
Ying and yang exist
And trouble us no more
But takes us to new bounds
