Of dreams and reality...

There were butterflies
Journeying the length of my stomach
There was a piano playing somewhere
A soft rush of the dead leaves
The morning was bathing sunlight
Smelling of fresh spring
She was standing,some distance away
And I couldn't hide my smile
A rush of blood flowing through
My mind tranced,as if drugged
Was it actually,or probably
Just a dream,a stupid one...

I was falling down
The landscape vanishing fast
Was I going the wrong way?
Or was it,just a thought,that
I was head-over-heels?
The sun kissing her cheeks red
A smile crossing her lips
And I couldn't really stop
My heart fighting to escape me
And there I was,knees on the ground
Was I feeling,or living
Just a dream,a sweet one...

Her fingers fitted perfectly
As I held her hand
The sky was tinge of crimson
How much reflecting myself
The outline of the brinks
Drowned in the dark depths
The sun was setting to leave
And despite wanting badly enough
To hold her back in my arms
She was going back,to
Where she had come from
It was a dream worth living
Just a dream,a worthy one.....