Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

~*~

At night lying in bed
his arm around me tightly,
loving words are said
as he kisses me lightly.

Some things may change
or become less important.

But one thing is always there.
On his words I can rely.
To nothing does it compare
when he looks me in the eye.

And whispers sweet dreams
followed with I love you.

I will love him forever.
He loves to hear that phrase.
I will tire of it never,
as warm as the sun's rays.

~*~