Its not a dream

The hands touched
and emotions swelled;
Don’t know how it all started
don’t know how I can end.

The heart skipped beats,
lying there in the darkness.
Feeling, touching, knowing
Oh! it’s a beautiful night…

And when the desire passes by,
gentle reality pampers me.
Its not a dream, its not a dream
I hear my mind, whisper high…

And when the light falls on my eyes
the day starts all over again;
The  magic of the night blushes me
and makes my lips smile.

And still I blink, just lying there
and wonder if it will bring a sigh,
Yet, its not a dream, its not a dream
I hear my mind , whisper high…