In my dreams,

My man has dark brown eyes...

That see past my hips and thighs
But silently peek into my soul.
He sees what makes me T.C.
What makes me whole...
He sees my passion for music,
My need for love,
My longing for affection,
What I'm made of.

In my dreams,

My man has soft, thick lips

That do much more
Than deliver a sweet kiss.
They send me words of endearment,
Provide my ears with sweet bliss,
Letting me hear what's in his heart,
As he whispers "There's nothin' more perfect than this."

In my dreams,

My man has strong hands

That massage my body
Like only he can.
That rub me and feel me
In all the right ways.
That comfort me and warm me
Every single day.


In my dreams,

My man has a smooth voice

That can easily convince me
To change any choice.
That speaks to me
Like I'm the only one he wants.
That so persistently pleases my ears
And fulfill my mind's every want.

In my dreams,

My man has joyful laugh

One that makes it impossible
To feel sorow on his behalf.
A laugh that makes me smile
Even when I'm oblivious to the joke.
One that makes me laugh so hard
I can't help but to cough and choke

In my dreams,

My man has a love for me

That can never be replaced.
That is so very obvious,
Especially on his face.
A love for me that lasts
For more that 100 lifetimes
One that began before time was time
And ends simultaneoulsy with God's lifetime

In my dreams,

My man has me in his arms

We are so in love.
My heart is protected from harm.
I have no more reason to be afraid.
I no longer dwell on the past.

In my dreams,

My man has a love with me that lasts...