Nightmares

The sweet smell of perfume

The taste of sweet wine on her lips

The gentle touch of her hands

The soft sound of her whispers

The sight of true beauty

And the compatablity of our souls.

This is my paradise.

My paradise.

My home.

This is where I live at night.

Then I awake

Without my home.

Pushed back to reality

She's no longer here

Only the memories of her linger.

She lives only in my dreams

But when I wake

The dream quickly becomes my nightmare.

One moment with paradise

The next with fear.

How I wish to sleep forever

Just to be home

So that I may dream.