Though we may never meet, I live a lifetime every night with you in my mind.
I fight to remain in the moments of waking before the dream is lost.
I try and find you at all times in the reality of my sleep.
You're always leaving me in the moments before dawn.
I find some of myself going with you when your gone.
A little bit of me is left behind each time we meet when I close my eyes.
I find myself craving the dream where we meet, addicted to feeling so complete in the landscape that is not reality, in the depth of my heart that takes control when you are around.
I am in love with you, never seeing your face; I am in love with the dream in which we meet.
I wake up in a state of fleeing bliss, as I feel my fantasy slip away.
As I fight to stay in my intoxicating dream, as I fight to stay with the one who lives in the fantasy of my mind, in the reality between the lines, and in the love that I have never found anywhere but in this Intoxicating dream.
