In my dreams i hold your hands
and kiss you soft
then i make my way to your neck and
and start to take things off.
your my Ecstasy and high shot glory
and the feeling between me and you is mutual
i stand and take you by the hands once again
and we dance swiftly away as we stair into each others eyes knowing the time is right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem