my lover my lady my friend

When I drift off to sleep, I go to a place of mystry, magic, and light. theres a red headed angel who waite's for me there and together we take off in flight, we see beautiufl places we dreamed of as children, and talk of the thing's we both love, and before we both know it we're off to another, on the magical wing's of a dove. we end up in a land filled with colorful flowers and field's of lavish green grass, where we lye on our back's stering up at the sky, watching cloud's as they drift slowly past, then she lean's over to me with her beautiful smile and pray's that it never will end, then I reasure her with a long drawn out kiss that she's my lover mylady my friend.