The Dream. (Part One)

I liked you from the very first day of freshman year.

Can you feel the rain as it falls upon your face?

When you're dancing, twirling, have nothing to lose,

You feel like you're in a whole new place.

When you dance and feel free,

I hope that you'll be thinking of me.

'Cause as we dance around, it's like a fairytale,

That we know is meant to be.

I've never ever felt this way before,

I feel more than butterflies.

As we're standing here, I know,

I can see as the sparks fly.

And if you want to tell me I'm dreaming,

I'm not just dreaming, I'm believing,

That someday you'll feel the same.

This moment in time is magical,

As we're dancing in the rain.

Reviews

[annabellee]

What a lovely poem. It brings many wonderful images to my mind.
Well done :)