In my dreams, she appears, or so, it seems
Soft lips, in a velvet light
Carress, my skin, with the kiss of night
I touch her face
Our mouths, embrace
Is this a dream, or a fantasy
That haunts, my heart, with memories?
Can she be real? Is this my pain?
A vision I can't explain
The lies reveal, my love, just won't heal
The wound is my memory
The night is my enemy
Then I hear, her voice, a gentle breeze
My dreams, are chains, that imprison me.
Writer(s): Bert Breda Van
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