Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
In what dreams do you dream to capture me loveFrom where does it give your sweet heart to see true
Oh, when is it that you need me the most
Could it be possible that you may never see through
Your days supposing I were no longer there
Giving you my heart in the sweetest lullaby
As I watch you asleep within every ripple
Of what dreams I wonder you do dream tonight
And when is it love that we may fall so deep
Within and afar wherever you go
Watching you smile to every whisper I cry
Longing you see how I do love you so
Oh me, I am the one who fell for your face
So silent tonight in the way you that you breathe
Like a fool I can't help but to kiss your sweet lips
Goodnight until I fall asleep as you dream
For your tears and your smiles
moments you shed like autumn leaves
and bloom like petals of an unseen flower
will you think of me?
for every shade of emotion you go through
and all that this life does grant your way
as you move on from things and forget all awhile
will you think of me?
for your laughter to others who cross your path
lighting your eyes like a beautiful comfort
and stars turn nights into endless hours
will you think of me?
while you sleep in the ripples of your dreams
pebbles thrown by wishes echo
if I were to whisper your name to the moon
will you think of me?
for the words in this poem I wrote for you
when you awake and discover something's missing
holding the thought that I've kept for always
for you to think of me
moments you shed like autumn leaves
and bloom like petals of an unseen flower
will you think of me?
for every shade of emotion you go through
and all that this life does grant your way
as you move on from things and forget all awhile
will you think of me?
for your laughter to others who cross your path
lighting your eyes like a beautiful comfort
and stars turn nights into endless hours
will you think of me?
while you sleep in the ripples of your dreams
pebbles thrown by wishes echo
if I were to whisper your name to the moon
will you think of me?
for the words in this poem I wrote for you
when you awake and discover something's missing
holding the thought that I've kept for always
for you to think of me
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
whence tender tears run warm, i'll weep
to follow eastern sun into
a beauty revealed by morning dew
like angel's lips you release my pain
to cease my thoughts of anger's peak
if 'morrow comes before the rain
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
to cease my thoughts of anger's peak
if 'morrow comes before the rain
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
lo! our love will not unravel
that dream that glows of winter's touch
we'll lead that trail on which we travel
to solemn birth of life and such
that dream that glows of winter's touch
we'll lead that trail on which we travel
to solemn birth of life and such
so all that wonder across the skies
of night does hold what things we'll reap
within this hour of hopeful sighs
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
of night does hold what things we'll reap
within this hour of hopeful sighs
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
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