I dreamt of us last night,
I had finally found you,
And you once again accepted me,
For you knew i was contrite.

You put your head on my shoulder,
Your tiny warm head,
Hugging me tight,
As in my comfort you slept.

The warmth of your body,
Seeping into mine,
Your trust in me,
Kept me alive.

I broke it once,
I betrayed you too,
But what i wouldn't give,
To tightly hug you.

What i wouldn't give,
To see you outside of these,
Sweet precious dreams,
To listen to your angelic voice,
To touch your tiny black beans.








© Satak 4147