The Visitor in My Dreams.

When the sun goes down,
and the chirpings of the bird becomes the new music,
I lay on my bed, thinking hard
to sleep or stay awake?

Reality seemed better, but his dream visits is all I can hold on to till he decides to make himself mine.

In my dreams, he is all shades of nice, the best I could ever imagine,
In my dreams, I call him mine with confidence and he replies with a sweeter name
Sometime ago in the dream, he got a beautiful pair of shoe for me , I felt like Cinderella.

But in reality, in reality....he seems so far away, he ceases to be the love struck man I see in my dreams, I 'd like to talk about my dreams with him,but my dream visitor is very busy in real life.

I hope that someday, dream visitor would become a reality, but till then, just till when he becomes my real life lover, I would close my eyes and wait for his visits again.