She is still a dream

I know not of how it feels to hold her,
Nor the passion in her kiss do I know.
She has always been beyond my reach
Though flesh and blood, she is still a dream.

I know her beauty, the power in her smile.
The passion that radiates with in her
I have felt her love, laughter and thoughtfulness.
Though flesh and blood, she is still a dream.

Her giggle has filled me with joy and laughter
Her voice has spoken the sweetest words to me
I have heard her in the mist of passion
Though flesh and blood, she is still a dream.

I have known her sorrow, and her pain.
I have heard her cry and know the reasons why
Her trust in me has been shattered
Though flesh and blood, she will still be my dream