dreamgirl

day after day,

night after night,

we dream of who the perfect girl would be,

should be.

we dream of holding her,

dream of dancing with her for the first time

to the last.

we dream of the sound of her voice,

the smile of her eyes,

and the way her hair would move

in a soft summer breeze.

we whisper her name at night,

we make future memories of times spent,

quiet and calm,

splendid and spontaneous.

we count each of these moments,

the perfect moments,

that she would bring.

we dream of being by her side,

of living her,

of loving her to the end

and more.

then,

one day,

we meet at last our dreamgirl

and realize she is the one

who has been dreaming of us

all along.