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The Dream III
The Dream III
It's been one of those weeks
Little's right..so much is wrong
I've been lost inside my head
Wondering where do I belong
Musics on...my mind is wandering
As so often...thoughts of you
As I close my eyes to dream
My blue eyed wolf comes into view
It's so very good to see him
So much time has come to pass
Seems he always knows my feelings
What is wrong...no need to ask
So he sat me at the table
And he grabbed a couple of brews
Then he sat down right beside me
And we began to talk of you
As you know he is a wise one
See's as no one else can see
And he has this special insight
He knows you..as well as me
He let me do the talking
As he smiled that knowing smile
He grabbed a couple more brews
Knowing this could take a while
I told him of my worries
I explained some of my fears
I told him of my love for you
As I spoke through a mist of tears
You know..he sat there smiling
As his paw patted my hand
Then he looked into my eyes
Very slowly he began
First he cupped me 'neath the chin
Made sure our eyes did meet
And he snuggled up real close
Then he licked me on the cheek
Right then he got real serious
That smile of his was gone
He then said those words again...
"Love him hard and love him long"
He once again reminded me
Of all that we've been through
All our trials and tribulations
All our "Essence", me and you
Then he said something that shocked me
Words I never thought I'd hear
Then he got up from the table
Helped himself to another beer
Never drink with a blue eyed wolf
Words of wisdom become slurred
Even though he speaks the truth
You can't be sure of what you heard
One thing I know for certain
On one thing he and I agree
Nothing has ever been more right
Than what flows between you and me.