I still hope someday joey will love me. I still wait for him, and I hope he will be mine. This poem is dedicated to Joey.
I feel your breath on my skin
Your smooth touch upon my cheek
You gentle gaze watching me thoughtfully
I wonder to myself
Is this real
Or am I dreaming?
Will I awake?
Is this a dream
Or a nightmare?
As I wonder these things
I wake up and realize
He still isn't mine
And I feel sad
I want to fall back asleep
And dream that wonderful dream
Once again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yeah we always like to watch sweet dreams arent we...thanks for sharing indeed..love shan