Damn Dreams...

Irma,My Waussie,

I wake up somewhere middle of the night, Rub my forehead. Sliding my hand along my one day beard. Try with a deep sigh the sleep again, Turn to myself. Thinking about her sweetly. Tell myself to dreamy O man, Here I go again. Am too dreamy by thinking of her, How wonderful would it be when i get fall in sleep again, With her right next to me. With no arguments, No fight, Two body makes one.

When she suddenly start to cushion softly, Do not be afraid it's ok, That's what she says. And I participate, Whit a sensual kiss and hug. I turn and shake the whole night until the dawn. And still she didn't know, That she are my precious love is after all. I will still be standing on the heartbreak road, So when you see me, Use me, I'm a big boy. It feels good so take me as your toy, but don't be afraid.

I'll talk to her in my sleep. She says friendly and fun we will end up in the paradise of love. This love will rise together. Damn you she says why does you love me forever. As in Notting Hill who is that man who loves her. just something from the past, just anyone. not more than hot air. but she is the face that I can not forget. But your beauty shines, And you are still a beautiful woman without the real love,

Irma, My Waussie, She deserve...