The love I know tis but a dream
still it holds me fast and wont let go
Like quicksand
the more I say it isnt so......
deeper in love I fall
The feeling is beyond words or whims
its the language of the heart that cannot be spoken
and a joy that has no name

The love I know tis but a dream
and yet more real than the air I breath
It follows me like my shadow
always present yet never quite there

If the love i know is truely a dream.....
then I wish to never wake again

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Miraman, in the year 271 AF.