He Is Just A Dream Poem by Rebecca Wiles

Each night I lay dreaming of a love so deep,
while the stars shine above, and the worlds asleep.
He takes my hand and we dance in the sky,
and I wonder why,
he is just a dream.

Then as the sun arises at the break of morn,
I lay in bed wondering why I feel so torn.
Contemplating and daydreaming as the day slips by,
and I wonder why,
he is just a dream.

Afternoon turns into dusk and I slowly shake my head,
stars shine above as I lay in my bed.
looking for my lover who brightens up my night,
I turn out the light,
and turn on my dream!