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Saturday 7 December 2013

The dream of love


















The dream of love
 
I see you
and it gets me.
Your smile is so honest,
that is dangerous for my heart.
 
Your look is open
and I feel my heart pounding.
You laugh at me,
my heart can not defend himself.
 
It is done, it is love,
I come to see you again!
You stroke my hair,
I tremble all over, which is quite clear!
 
You kiss me gently,
love is already a great power!
I will miss you never again
forever in my heart you stay.
 
To have you,
this is one of the greatest gifts.
You hold me intimately, saying softly, "I love you"
and the happiest man I am!
 
But what is it?
An alarm clock ringing, oh, how I hate this!
I wake up smiling.
Now I recognize, it was all just a dream.
 
I ask myself:
"Where are you", because I'm looking for only one, namely you!
I turn the alarm off, because it's Sunday and back to sleep.
Now I can be with you again and hold you in my dreams.

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