I dream of her.

By my side lays not a lady of the night,

Alone and expressionless I wake in the light.

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There is my love, the woman in my mind,

In my deepest desires her I do find.

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Her smile makes me restless, lost in my thoughts,

She will not know a battle has been fought.

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My soul weeps longing for her caring touch,

A desert, cold and empty my bed feels as such.

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Eyes are closed and my heart now awaken,

Show me my love, that is foresaken. 

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This image of perfection painted in purity,

Does she long for my love or my security?

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I dream of her every week, day and hour,

Is this memory residue sweet or the taste sour?

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She blesses my visions like a kiss from the pope,

Together in my dreams she brings me hope.

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To my lady who visits me in the land of the night,

You bring me life, you bring me light.

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