I dream of that thing called Love

I dream,
Dream of love.

I lie in bed,
Dreaming of that thing called love.

What is love?
Is love an emotion, or a dream?

I sit alone.
I dream of that thing called love.

We sit, holding hands.
I wonder if you see me, or if you just look through me.

Walking into your open arms,
dreaming that your my love.

You say you love me,
but I still sit, dreaming of the thing called love

You smile and my heart skips a beat,
I'm no longer dreaming

My heart beats for you,
I hold your love within mine.

Finally we exchange the wonders of the words,
"I love you"
~* Lyz<3 *~

emmh.. so sweeeeet..