Submitted By: Irenedlami

My desirable that I desire desirable
As I woke up in the middle of the night
I figured that a part of me is missing
My whole heart started making a buzzing
and fussing sound
I tried to woo myself to sleep within splits of seconds
But my subconsciousness took over
I found myself memorising into a deep dream
a girl of extreme simplicity and esteem
Keep reoccurring in my dreams her large
black eyes concentrates on me like that of a dove
her nose fashioned like that of a Chinese doll
her legs can be compared to the dainty fairest
That Girl of my Dreams happens to be You.

©Irenedlami@aol.com, August 2002