"If this love only exists in my dreams,don't wake me up".Chris Brown
I'm afraid of saying
That I love you.
I'm praying
Now to blue
Sky above my head.
I hear the music of my heart
That's important,like bread
To Christians.But...
I can't come clean
That my unconscious has painted
Your face and smile.Like I've seen
You before,I can't guaranteed
That is true and right
To feel like this.
The sun shines bright
And I feel a lovely breeze.
When I see your eyes
And hear your voice,
These are lies
That you have red Rolls-Royce.
When I listen to Chris Brown,
I want to weep.
My blood slows down,
Not letting doubts creep.
If this love only exists in my dreams,
Don't wake me up.
Please,touch my lips
And we'll get a magic cup.
Dedicated to James Maslow(and Chase Indigo,the character of my book)
11.08.12
My real dream
© Copyright: Джулия Джи, 2012
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