I had a dream last night,
Of a girl with dark red hair.
Am I living a lie,
Or must I decide,
If she exists with that stare.
I had a dream last night,
Of a girl with pitch black lips.
Her eyes sparkled all the while,
She flashed a killer smile,
And played a heart on her fingertips.
I had a dream last night,
Of a girl which I do not know.
Does she believe?
Is she for me?
Why do I feel I know her so?
I had a dream last night,
But I know that her I must find.
For if she exists,
My life shall be bliss,
Even on the darkest Valentine.
(A note to J.J if she ends up reading this. Dont fool yourself into think this is about you. This is about a dream I had, of which I feel I know the person.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem