Time

As the time goes by
Each stroke of the hand
Each stroke through your hair
The hair so gentle
As your palm on mine
A feeling so warm as our own island
Being stranded with you
Not a nightmare, but a fabulous dream
As I sit here dreaming of your beauty
Like a stallion so radiant
Wether galloping or racing
My heart speeds up as I think of you
Going over the ride in my head
As the memory goes away
I sit here,
As the time goes by.