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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.