When the horrors of nightmare come knocking at summers break,

When the moaning of the winter sky withers my dreams with liter white dripping chill bites.

The Dreams of you becomes a raft that saves me from the shackles of Mordant reality.

The Dreams of you are like glasses that unfold the beautiful skies and tours me in a galaxy of unending romance.

I watched the birds sing, and heed the dolphin's call, I danced in the wind of a northern star

The dream of you takes me to the stair of a rainbow, And pleasures me with Wow colors from above, as red roses bloom as witness to our soulful In joy.

It's fragrance explores, with its blossom of gold, your knells Kiss the ground with
hymns speeches from the heart,

But oh, let fantasies be as my lusting eyes arouse on a scatter bed of you and I.

These twisted paths that make the fairy scenes of love all an abundance to slumber for.


I open my eyes each time to awake them from the dream of you. Your lies, your heart, Your ups and down that bind my mind.

The dream of you is just a blurry interpretation, a mere illusion of you, that the real you, can never be.