The Girl Of My Dreams Poem by Tyler Tuck

The Girl Of My Dreams



My dreams are a wonderful place,
Its where i get to see her face,
Where the green grass grows,
And where a subtle stream flows

Lips red like the evening sun,
Her words move fast, like an automatic gun,
Eyes glistening like the morning dew,
No one in the world is as beautiful as you.

We sit under a willow tree,
Watching the leaves fall,
Feeling so calm and free,
Waiting for night to call.

I start to fall asleep, no matter how hard i try,
Just as everything is as perfect as it seems,
I awake as the morning sun rises in the sky,
So this is the girl, the girl of my dreams

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Tyler Tuck

Tyler Tuck

Rochester Hills
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