Dream of a Friend
In my dream I see the morning sun sparkle in your eyes deep and blue
I see your full red lips, like rose petals kissed with dew
A halo of golden hair frames your face, freckles cross your nose
Your smile out shines the sun, your face, it truly glows
You wear a gown made only of silk and a few thoughts of sin
A slight breeze blows and the silken gown becomes a second skin
Revealed in that moment, a sight too glorious to ever forget
To hold such beauty would be worth any debt
Are you an enchantress looking for a soul to steal?
Do you require mortal men at your feet to kneel?
Maybe just a mortal woman trying to tempt the sky
What would be the penalty for one embrace to try?
When you go your beauty leaves a void that can never be filled
Left behind you there will always be hearts, forever thrilled!
Drakon
