We were young, and happy and full of love for each other.
We laughed and giggled and teased and played.
We had a picnic on the beach on a warm summer day. We made love on the sand, and the rest of the world just melted away.
All there was,was the two of us sharing our love for each other.
He was my best friend, and my one special love.
Then I woke up....I rolled over in bed, and reached for him...
But he wasnt there...since he passed away 3 years ago..but he was here,in my dream. I know he was. I felt his arm around me, I felt his warm breath on my neck as he slept.
I lay there, shaken,for a moment remembering the beautiful dream. when he was healthy, and full of love for me.
My memories will be with me always and i know he is still with me