Dreamers Dreams Poem by Eli Medina

Each night i will look up to the moon and whisper ' I Love You ''
to this angel of mine silent and divine,
hoping one day she would fall right into my arms where she truely belongs,
on angels wings you come to me as undeserving as I maybe the gift if you has set me free,
you've allowed me to see the sea of weakness in me,
that weakness is you that which I never knew,
I need now the strength of ' he ' who has created me,
cause like a single black rose you've touched my soul,
like visble fragrant cosmic dreams,
i begin to descend like amist of rain comming down,
smells of soft quiet beauties all around,
sanctuarys catching the rain of the world,
single red rose petals floating down stream chasing the stars of tomorrows dreams.