by Jo-Anne A. Cuyugan
If there was a dream,
I would call it “you”
To take me to places
Where skies are more blue.
Where the lake is more clear
And flowers sing sweetly
Where the birds are free
And the trees are dancing.
Then I would wish to dream
Night after night
In the stillness of the world
I would hold you tight
The sound of your name
Lightens my window
Sprinkling some stars
For my own pallid glow
The music of your voice
Feeds my lonely soul
The fire in your eyes
Rage against my cold
My life, my world
Float like a distant dome
Let my slumber be deep
I’ll drift in your arms once more.
For if there was a dream,
I would call it You.
If there was a dream,
I would call it “you”
To take me to places
Where skies are more blue.
Where the lake is more clear
And flowers sing sweetly
Where the birds are free
And the trees are dancing.
Then I would wish to dream
Night after night
In the stillness of the world
I would hold you tight
The sound of your name
Lightens my window
Sprinkling some stars
For my own pallid glow
The music of your voice
Feeds my lonely soul
The fire in your eyes
Rage against my cold
My life, my world
Float like a distant dome
Let my slumber be deep
I’ll drift in your arms once more.
For if there was a dream,
I would call it You.
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