A Fate that Lies within our Dreams

A Fate that Lies within out Dreams

Your voice is as smooth as a stream.
Your eyes are a crisp winter breeze.
Your words move me as the wind blows on leaves,
For only good words come from thee.

Little did I know on that summer afternoon,
That my fate would be soon,
For when I saw your peridot eyes,
I knew, with you, my fate lies

You speak with me everyday,
And we dream of maybe one day,
We can embrace in each other's arms,
But one can only dream, until off goes the alarm.

Every night I dream of thee,
I dream of you together with me.
Once more, I dream of our fate
I dream, I dream date by date.

O, little did I know of what would come to me on that summer afternoon.
And that my fate would be approaching soon.
Your words move me like a breeze on the leaves,
For only good words come from thee.

You're the man of my dreams,
The man I always speak of,
For only a man such as yourself, will I assign my fate upon.

Every night I dream of thee.
I dream of you close to me,
With your body pushed against mine,
If only such a fate was in line.

Your voice is like a stream.
Your eyes, a winters breeze.
Your words move me as the winds move the leaves,
For only good words come from thee.

No one knows their true fate,
Thy only knows what lies in front of them,
For who can know such a fate?
A fate that lies within our dreams.

-Amani