Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Sweet dreams


I sleep the lonesome night
Moments of dreams a golden treasure is without
I feel it in my heart as it beat,
I know this is love,
Playing soulful sounds,

 Drumming your name
Upon this bitter heart savoured lemon,
Tasting your lips, melting droplets of honey
 
Sweet love not even heaven can yield
That yearning bliss you complete
As I lay asleep