My Perfect Dream

Looking at you I was lost 

That light and sparkle had blinded my vision

You were fresh as the first ray of light early morning

You had me rested upon your lap,

I curled up like a newly morphed cocoon

Yet to develop into a mature butterfly.

Your fingers through my hair strands gave the most soothing feeling I had felt,

That chill breeze of air from your mouth was divine.

I was lost in the dreams, where I hold your hand.

We walked through the gate of white Lillie's, 

My Black tux and your white gown,

Our Mustang laid by the pavement laden with roses.

Ready to enter into our world of happiness.

Baby? Where are you? Please come back...

I woke up with a jerk, as if my soul was still stuck in the dream.

Another night with those inceptions, 

Your hand, my heart and all my broken pieces of memories...