Dreams...

Somewhere, in the middle of the night,
as I sleep with the windows open
Letting those breezes caress my face
Healing my soul,
I fly without wings or a jetpack.
I love the ONE & he loves me back,
there's no one there to cut my wings
Or to shoot me down by their words,
Neither is there anyone to stop us
From loving each other.
At least,
I'm being MYSELF in my DREAMS!