As I fall asleep,
my pillow becomes a portal,
and you reach out your hand,
pulling me through,
to our own little realm,
where I leave my life behind,
sleepwalking by your side,
hand in hand,
eyes meeting eyes.
I dream,
imaginative and inquisitive,
like a little girl,
and I wake up,
wishing that I could carry your kiss,
from my dreams to my reality.
