"Hey there...
My unique drop of innocence…
can you hear my thoughts beating?
how they whisper,
how so softly they murmur in rhythm,
And then silence...
How they portray your image,
Give life to your name,
And pour your existence into my soul?
Hey… You’re here…
So real,
so even more believable then the actual world around me,
I’m possessed with true love
a sweet trance I have yet failed to master.
Oh dear…
how could I tell my reality from my dreams?
when you are my fantasy,
but still, you are real?"
are you my angel??