In dreams only who matters [I Am A Dreamer Of Dreams]

I dream of walking the sands of a beach with your hand in mine. Watching the seagulls floating in the invisible currents of the air as we pause in our stroll. Holding you in my arms as the ocean breeze ruffles your flowing hair. Then with a smile you tip your head up toward mine as you silently answer my unspoken request for a kiss. I dream of romance.

I dream of mountain roads in a far-away land. Being caught in a monsoon of warm soaking rain and running for shelter with you. Exploring the ancient monuments of long extinct civilizations. I dream of adventure.

I dream of soft smooth skin beneath my hand. Gazing into your eyes as we dance nude beneath the warm glow of the summer full moon. Kissing your lips and then the rest of your sweet body with all the passion that a man can feel. I dream of lustful love.

I dream of quiet moments of beauty as we share our time together. Watching your create masterpieces before my adoring eyes. Reading my words to your eager ears and sharing what lies within my thoughts and heart. I dream of time to share life's joys.

All these dreams and far more flow from my wandering mind. The only constant is that these dreams all are of you. Which of these dreams will become reality I wonder? If but one were to come to pass, then this dreamer of dreams would be happy beyond belief.