I Wrote a Poem

[b][c=#800000]She[/c][c=#BF0000]......[/c][/b]

Is it only a[b] dream[/b]
When [b][c=#800000]She[/c][/b] makes me ache
To hunger for the thirst of [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] lips
To want [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] to feel what I feel
To lay [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] down in a bed of rose petals
And show [b][c=#003BB2]her [/c][/b]a love so real?

I take [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] with me every night
When I lay to sleep
[b][c=#003BB2]Her[/c][/b] touch is my [b]ecstasy[/b]
Is it only a[b] dream[/b]
When I tremble at night
Holding [b][c=#003BB2]her [/c][/b]with our bodies pressed tight?

[b][c=#800000]She [/c][/b]searches as [b][c=#800000]she[/c][/b] leaves trails of kisses
Along my [b]burning flesh[/b]
I am riveted as [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] eyes never leave mine
Is it only a [b]dream[/b]
When I see and feel [b][c=#003BB2]her[/c][/b] as I do
And when I hear [b][c=#003BB2]her [/c][/b]softly whisper "[i][c=#800055]I Love You[/c][/i]"?

Our bodies glisten from the passion we have spent
My sheets damp from the [b]pleasures[/b] between two [b][c=#BF0080]lovers[/c][/b]
Was it only a [b]dream[/b]
As I reach over to feel this [b][c=#800055]Woman[/c][/b]?
[b]It was a dream[/b]
But not just a [b]dream[/b]
In my heart [b][c=#800000]She[/c][/b] is real.