By Heather   dreamheather@hotmail.cam
Date: 13 September 1997

The Dream of a Dreamer's Dream

My Man. What lovers we turned out to be.
We fell in love, inside a dream.
Then let our daily lives, and then the miles,
interfere, and then the pain, got in the way.

So we crashed this dream.
Sunk it to oblivion.
Just when
the rest of the mystery was about to end.

You stepped into my life.
You got to see, hear, know, where I lived, touched my world.
Now I am not allowed to do the same.
Solve the mystery of your world, your life.
And now it looks as if I never will.

But Wayne, dreams don't die or end.
They just change, evolve.
Change to new dreams, live on and on,
and on.

So new dreams come out of old dreams.
Dreams build on top of dreams.
The dreams of dreamer's dreams,
will now be this DreamWeavers's friends.

But what has changed for me is this.
I've filtered out the dreams and this is what I found.

To this dreamer's great dismay, in this life,
we are not allowed to live a dreamer's dream.
We are for ever forced to live a life of what is real.
Those two lives of ours can never blend together into one.
When my love and heart's desire,
does not, and can not, dream the same dreamer's dream with me.

Finding you was the hardest part, my man.
Now loving you, and being without you,
that part is proving very easy.

Me loving you, even from afar,
is now enough for me.
With God's help, it will have to be.
For once again, I am left to make the best,
of this life I have been dealt.

Alone again. All by myself.

Alone to try to keep the faith, so I can keep the dream.
Even in this fantasy, one solid truth remains.

The truth of loving you.

For the first time in my life, after living 40 years,
I now truly know, just what it means, to love a man.
But since you are no longer in my life, to give you love,
I will now have to give it to you in my dreams.

For dreams are the food of faith.
Faith is life's eternal flame.
Where there is life there is forever hope.
Hope sees the endless possibilities of love.
And love gives birth to the dreamer's dream.

And this cycle repeats, and repeats itself.
With the goal being, two souls, dreaming one dream,
together, never losing sight as one.

Loving is Dreaming.

Only loving another without conditions, 
putting them above ourselves, can we be saved, from ourselves.
Pulls us from the fire.
Keep us going, keep us breathing, keep us really living.
Loving another frees our souls.
Gives us wings, to let our spirits fly.

My love for you flies higher, grows bigger, with every passing day.
It gets deeper, sweeter, and so much richer.
It now, no longer matters, that you no longer feel the same.

My loving you is free to be.
And will forever more, live right here, within my heart.
It will wait for you until the end, and even then beyond.

For nothing in my life till now,
prepared me, for the feelings I have for you.
The power of this love I feel, still, has the ability to stun.

It causes me to thank you, from the bottom of this dreamer's heart.
For awhile, while together, in "our dream", what sweet fun we had.
For the rest of my life, what I wouldn't give,
to life there with your love again,
in my dreamer's dream, I can.

But if the fate of my life, is again to be alone,
bring it on, I know this gig.
I've been here before, for a long, long time.
I promise you. If I have to live like that, I know how.

May God bless.
For I bless you, each and every day,
and will, till, the end of my time.

My Phantom.
Seek love.
Dream.
Live.

Forever.....
Your DreamWeaver