My Dreaming Eyes Poem by Sahar Sahar

All dreams are not true,
like the life of dew,
I am telling a lot,
my words are few,
suppose all i speak,
and my every dream,
become true,
my hopes are evergreen, ,
my ambitions, evernew,
Suppose you are with me,
And i am sure it will be,
My hair touching,
Your shoulders,
my lipstick stains your collars,
and you smile,
Looking in my dreaming eyes,
and cold sweating on silky skin,
You hands slip,
to heavens,
and rainbow transacts,
Cold clouds,
and we cross,
vertical limits,
and rumble of thunder,
crosses sound barriers,
mountains blow,
their snow,
over the fire of our love,
spreading over jungle grasses,
we breath deep,
To inhale heavely scented,
breeze coolant to eyes,
suppose this night,
begins and never ends,
and i remain,
in your arms,
in peaceful sleep,
in hue of colours,
and vistas growing,
To exceptional brightness,
and our love,
showers in rains of blessins,


With all my love,