Dreams

Do you know that in the night
When I sit and think
I think of you

My thoughts linger into an intrinsic love
One intriguing to such an extent
That there could be nothing more
Nothing more in the world that could possibly
replace it.

It would be complete.
There would be nothing more that one could ask for.

There would be complete satisfaction.
A contendedness that fills the meaning of sunshine in the morning.

We'd fight as fierce lions
We'd logic with enviable passion
We'd cry our laughter and laugh our cries.

and You and I,
we would sit and smile.