Dream

My dream, you always come to me..
I know that you are not real..
And there are no place I can find you in,
But my heart says that I may find you somewhere..
And you are coming to see me in my dream..
And stay up next to me all night, until I get up..
Then you fly away, leaving your trace behind, which I barely remember.

Why did you leave me? I need you so bad..
My heart desires one touch of your hand, seeking you to not leave.
The illness is puling me to the bed..
I keep straggling while the pain is attacking my heart, and squeezing it so hard.
While I was straggling I took a peak from the window..
Even the sun refused to visit me, though the moon is hiding behind the clouds.
The pain kept increasing while am laying alone in my place.
With no entertainments except my dream.

so sad I am, complaining to my pillow,
With no replayed, even when I’m holding her, calling her
And tell her about my trouser secrets.
Do I have to wait for your visit tonight?
Will I be seeing you tonight?

I became tempted to her.
I wear my luxurious close while I’m going to bed.
I keep staring to the room’s sell, wondering how our meting today will end.
The time when the person feel that he is happy when he close his eyes is rear.

I just closed my eyes waiting for your coming.
Take me with you this time..
I didn’t wanted to open my eyes and see my blue window.
My happiness is there where you are.
My eyes can’t fight no more, I’m gonna sleep now.
I’m coming.