I Dream of Love

I wrote this for my boyfriend and gave it to him on our one year anniversary.  As we approach our anniversary this year I am posting this because he still makes me smile everyday even when I am pretending to be mad at him.  Happy Anniversary Pop!

I dream of love

I understand that love is not a noun

It is a verb

An action that happens when you care for someone so deeply

Their happiness becomes a part of your progress

I dream of love

Not so much the fairy tale renditions of love

But laugh, cry, scream, shout, jump about love that you can’t sleep without love

Love

I dream of love

Being romanced until I am swept off my feet

My legs dangle in the air of relief that love is real its not a dream

You know what I’m talking about

The real thing

I dream of love

Sunsets, moonlight, long intimate nights

Where we just talk for hours

Get lost in our thoughts

Engage in what each other has been dreaming of

I dream of love

I dream of someone taking my hand when I cross the street

Watching me drift off and fall asleep

Running his fingers through my hair

Writing the definition of a real man

I dream of love

Standing beside me in a church committing to me till the end

Never forsaking the return of affection

Constantly reassuring me of his decision

Never leading me astray of his feeling

I dream of love

Making love like it was magic

Music that orchestrates to our tune

Creating 3 from us two

Building a legacy that only God can do

I dream of love

(c) 2012 Shireal Renee all rights reserved.  This work cannot be copied or distributed without the authors consent.

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