Reality's Visit

Searching for true love, I pray I find.

Daydreaming about joy and passion -

the fast pace of my heart when you prance

and model your latest fashion

Together on a yacht, we let the waters take us away.

Away from the harsh realities life tend to bring.

You're somebody's man, but you're my perfect dream.

How can I love one so passionately and so good?

I'm not even your woman, but we both know that

I should.

Joy comes in and encamps my entire soul;

gives me hope that one day we'll grow together to be old.

Bright leaves falling gently,

soft hands, tender kisses that you give me.

I'm drunk off the way you make me feel.

Damn, I don't wanna wake up if this is not real.

Confused by the way I feel,

passion can turn to hate and make you contemplate kill -

certainly against my will.

The confusion that comes with living a lie

keep your eyes wet and your pillow drenched with cries.

True love where are you?

Please come to my rescue.

Shine your light in my dark world.

Tell me...........will true love ever come to this imperfect girl?

© 2001 Tamika Lashon