Dreams

Author: William Scott

I gaze at your pictures
As I go to sleep,
I can hear your voice
It sounds oh so sweet

I then close my eyes
And sleep the night through,
The dreams that I have
Are of me and you.

I awake in the morning
I know this is real,
This dream that Im in
It feels so surreal.

I whisper your name
And say I love you,
I tell you my dreams
Their of me and you.

You look in my eyes
And hold me so tight,
The fears that we have
Will soon have respite.

I cannot contain
My feelings for you,
My heart is set free
It belongs only to you.