"When I Dream"
I dream of long warm summer nights, seeing you glow in soft moonlight. I walk up the stairs and into your arms, while you embrace me with all your charms. I feel your arms around my waist as I turn aroud I see your face. Your lips caress my mouth so tender, into you I wait to surrender. You guide me to your bed so soft, in sweet rapture I am lost. But then I awake only to find that it was only in my mind.
Hanna commented on "When I Dream"
07-08-2009
07/08/2009
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| "The Very Thought of You" | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| "Time Well Spent" | 0 | 07/11/2009 |
| "When mom's go away" | 1 | 07/08/2009 |
| "When I Dream" | 1 | 07/08/2009 |
| "The Power To Transcend Forever" | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| "The Music We Made" | 1 | 07/05/2009 |
| "Forever In Your Arms" | 2 | 07/04/2009 |
| "Lead Me Into Love" | 1 | 07/03/2009 |
| "If I Wrote You A Song" | 0 | 07/02/2009 |
| "Does He Know" | 1 | 07/01/2009 |
| "The God of my soul" | 0 | 06/30/2009 |
| "Only You" | 1 | 06/29/2009 |
| Son of Mine | 2 | 06/29/2009 |
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