I’m burning the midnight oil again. This seems to happen regularly; anyone else do this? I’m still reflecting-feeling poetic, while seeing how poetic I was feeling a year ago.
“Dreaming of Your Love’
Just to sleep and dream of you
In the Heavens- there with You
To hear your voice and beckoning call
While You guide me through it all
To wake and know I’ve been with You
No doubt of what we’re going to do
From a dream that flew in like a dove
Awakened, but still dreaming of your love..