Dream

That night I was sleeping in the valley of love
Between two high mountains your shoulders
Your skin smelled of a summer home and
My cheek was lying on the carpet of flowers
I was kissing them all the night
Then you woke up taking my hand
You sounded just like an angel

Reviews

[sasha]

thank you Jacob for the good words.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such nice metaphor here...the dream, the best place to be...with our angel...i really like
"my cheek was lying on the carpet of flowers"---

nice line.