Girl of my dreams

I spent all late last night
with the girl of my dreams
It was so much more than I could hope for
But, I don’t know what it all means

It’s not like my stingy subconscious mind
To grant me one of my most secret wishes
So, of course, you can understand
Why I’m more than just a little bit suspicious

It’s a lot like winning the lottery
Although, it’s not really a big deal
It was only a dream, after all
And, sadly, dreams are not real

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  1. #1 by emmylgant on September 20, 2015 - 10:25 am

    We feel all the same though don’t we? It feels real. We live it, the dream.
    Dream on cowboy! 😉

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