A Dreamy Week in California

Walking down the trail and across the bridge
With the sun shining through the trees

The breeze blowing through my hair

Feeling the warmth of his fingers around mine

It all feels like a long, peaceful dream
I can still feel and see every moment
So dreamy and delicate
Afraid it will all fade away slowly
Until I can no longer feel
His hand in mine
His lips against mine

So I reminisce
Over and
Over again
So I remember
What it all feels like

Till next time.