my love

I dream of my love everyday,
that boy who says hes mine.
He stays inside me, deep within
through memory and time .
His hair is brown
His skin is black
His arms surrond me safe and warm ,
i'll never give him back.

Undresses me , my skin and bones
and lays to my bare soul.
My childish ways bring him great joy
My sorrows make him cry.
My jokes however small they are never pass him by
He reminds me of tht blessed dream
that people only feel
tht paradise for love and peace
which my love m akes so real.....