Lately my dreams taste better than reality
I thoroughly enjoy the flavour of being yours and you mine
I dream of you and exhale
(I wake up and hold my breath till night falls;
Being awake is torment on a longing heart)
If I dream of you much as I do,
Do I feature in your dreams at all?
(Do you think about me…
…at all?)
You make my dreams taste better than reality
(I wake to bittersweetness and wonder;
if a girl can dream, can dreams come true?)
You’d make my reality a dream I wouldn’t want to sleep away from
(Wouldn’t want to miss even a moment of you…
…the way my now misses all moments of you.)
(Can a dream-lover,
Manifest to a real-lover?)
I escape to dreamland to see my love and nestle in his warmth.
— Cleopatra Shava