Walking through the way on a winter night
Trees with snow and are the leaves
with a beautiful face it wears
so romantic it looks
wish i could be with someone who could be my hold
A silent song being played which i can't over come,
I guess someone is behind my way,
faraway , i could she her smile so beautiful,
As i reach she was not a girl but a heavenly sent one,
Her eyes on black kohl and traditional wear forced me to praise her,
And a mole on her philtrum attracted me to touch her,
I was like "Are you from this planet"
She laughed for i was so silly,
She hold my hand and both on a voyage,
The better half of mine,
As she left my hand i woke up,
IT was my mom who knocked my head
And it was all a dream which can be reality,
S