I dream of them <br />These mysterious girls in my mind <br /> <br />And yet I can never remember their faces <br />I never wake with their names on my lips <br />And all my life I search for only a glimsp <br />Of their long flowing hair <br />Or their gleaming playful eyes <br /> <br />These dreams to me are like Heaven <br />Because I always have a beautiful, wonderful time <br />We laugh and dance, we hug and kiss <br />We fly and love, together it seems like a lifetime <br /> <br />But then these dreams are like Hell <br />Because I know when I wake <br />That these dreams that were made <br />Are just my the whispers of my mind's desire <br /> <br />I dream of them <br />These mysterious girls in my mind <br />But alas, never shall I seem them anymore<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-dreams/
