I had to pretend
there was a you with me.
A mild illusion
A greater delusion
Still, pretend.
When I felt a hand,
In my mind it was you
who was touching my face.
When I felt caress,
I closed my eyes to imagine
it was you lying with me.
Oh for so long
I would be kissed by some other
only to pretend,
it was your lips upon mine.
Another or other
They were never you.
Now, for a dazzling moment in time
I pretend no more.
I have left the never never land I've lived in
and entered into another dimension
and the sun she smiles upon me.
Because it really is
you touching my face
kissing my lips
lying with me.
I am elated and overcome with joy
It must be a dream..
this reality..
I hope that I never wake from it.
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