Dream

Musta been some kind of dream you were having
Walking around outside your reality
At least when it came to me
Labeled me the love of your life
Referring to me as your future wife
The mother of our future child
And you were what? The giver of my future smiles?
Crying your tears at the thought of us apart
"I loves yous" from your heart
- or so I thought....
Summertime confessions:
I was the inspiration to your verses...
I was the inspiration to this version...
of you.

Musta been some kind of dream you were having
Walking around outside your reality
Every time it came to me
Pictures of us smiling and laughing
Long nights of bedroom/hotel/on-top-of-cars romancing
Holding hands on long drives or short ones
Kissing like it was the best way to express love
Touching like that was the purpose of touch
Electricity flowing through skin; igniting something within

Musta been some kind of dream you were having
Walking around outside your reality
Especially when it came to me
Trips across the country, no need for me to take my wallet
Everything I wanted or needed, you got it.
Declarations of emotions boiling over into screams
Into tears, into passion, into you inside of me.
Soft whispers and adamant protests against me taking my heart away
Soft whispers and adamant demands that with you I stay
Soft whispers and adamant affirmations of your fidelity
Soft whispers and adamant reflections inside a fantasy

Musta been some kind of dream you were having
Walking around outside your reality
Only when it came to me
Conversations about you wishing the biology of your daughter matched mine
Wishing I carried your lineage; that I was connected to your blood line
What a beautiful thought to share with someone you love
What a rarity in men to find someone so uncorrupt.

Musta been some kind of dream you were having
Walking around outside your reality
Guess that's why you came to me
And my truth is nothing but your illusion
My love cradled precariously inside a delusion
She'll never know the truth of you and I
She'll never know the truth of your lie.
Ignorance is bliss, knowledge is mean..
And life is but a dream.