Sabato, 16 luglio 2011 @ 21:40
I may come to you when you’re deep in thought
or sneak into your late night dreams when asleep
I’m your fantasy drifting in and out of your mind
always loving and always kind
I’m not something that can be touched or felt
just a image an idea in your mind that you
sometimes drift off in and think about.
I long to be touched, to feel what you feel see
what you see rather than being just what I am,
an idea that occupies your mind from time to time,
just your fantasy