by Liv Hooker
The boy of my dreams
sometimes visits me at night.
As I lay down to slumber
How I long for his sight!
His hair bright as sunshine,
His eyes filled with love,
His touch soft and gentle,
Like the wings of a dove.
As I travel through dreamland
With my boy by my side,
Im filled with such joy
And a special kind of pride.
For my boy is so special,
And it gives me such glee,
To think Im so honored
That he gave his love to me.
The boy of my dreams -
Hes probably not what you think.
Yet hes chained to my heart;
Precious memories form each link.
Hes not a dream of passion,
Or of even romance.
Hes a dream for a special kind of love that ended
Due to sad circumstance.
In my dreams he is still with me,
Oh what pure happiness!
Although hes now just a dream,
I could never love him less.
But dreams dont last forever
so before I wake from my sleep
I give him my heart
Its forever his to keep.
As the night slowly passes
And the stars cross the sky,
His presence is such a comfort,
But oh my, I still cry!
For I know in the morning,
When I must rise with the dawn,
Ill realize once again
That my dear boy is gone.
As the dream slowly fades
My grief continues to grow,
For I miss him so dearly
My dream-boy, my angel, my sweet dog - Jojo