Next to me appeared an inviting silhouette
I reached out to smell, to embrace this vision
Needing to unite as a spooning duet.
Now my lucid dreaming takes me back
To when I was wearing that green sundress.
Warm and relaxed, enjoying time suspended
Going to astral places I don't want to suppress.
Dreams of you
You in my bed.
Enjoying the sensations welling up inside
Yearning for your touch, your lips, your sweat
Pulling you in for a soul-weaving kiss
Can it be that we have never even met?
I have not allowed myself to feel this way
Too afraid that it will be - oh so good - like heroin
So good that I would never ever want to stop
But in this surreal place, I have nowhere to run.
Dreams of you
You in my bed.
Caressing - squeezing - holding on tight
But the only one under the bed cover
Is one big fluffy feathery pillow
Masquerading happily as my lover.
You in my head
You in my bed.
