I would challenge each and every sunrise, if I awoke early enough to see it; hell for a few I have and I wish I hadn’t. Dawn Dreams… not just wet dreams for I dream of love but not just in my heart; for some reason people say that’s wrong.
The sound of your breathing
As you lie beside me dreaming
But enough of your sleeping
Your whispers in the dark
Speaking to my heart
So it is I start
* * *
How I feel
Knowing you’re real
You whisper “Will”
Holding me tighter
And yet my heart feels lighter
It gets brighter
* * *
Opening your eyes
Such is sunrise
Wanting to be alive
And at last I see the light
Farewell, good and gentle night
Imagine such a sight
* * *
This time
Oh to watch you shine
For you to be mine
To speak of eternity
Tell me of you and me
Of what’s meant to be
* * *
They speak of such a day
Today
I’ll give my heart away
Everyday
I am saved
Two hearts made…
* * *
One
Under the rising sun
Is it wrong?
My dream of dawn
Copyright © 2012, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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