DREAM COME TRUE

Deep in my heart,

I can see an image,

An image which was always there,

Always there for me, only for me,

With no physical outline,

No physical built, just an image,

And image with no guilt.

An image of my man, of my dream boy,

Who truly possess me,

Whom I truly possess,

Who is made for me only,

And I only made for him.

I tried my harder to see the face,

To trace out a built,

But no result came, only with an image.

I wanted to trace him out,

So to trace him in the real world,

But nothing bring out,

And I’m here with my image.

I love him for years,

I know him for year,

We were together in every up and down,

We were together in all joys and sorrows.

And my dream comes true,

When I saw you, when I get to know you,

When I understands you.

My image mingles into you,

I came out with an image in this real world too.

You truly possess the things,

What I have thought,

All my dreams now get into you,

My possession become real,

I now know that the dream can come actually into the real.

I can see myself spreading my hands out to you,

My face bit up to the sky,

Saying the words, “I am all yours my love,

I have given myself fully to you”.

You immediately take me into your arms,

And I’m all hidden into yours.

The world is full of clouds,

All blue and shades of white,

In you, in me, and in everywhere.

The beauty of love, beauty of you

And me, inside you and me,

In the entire world around.