After my dream.....

I wrote this after that dream:

We flirt, we laugh, we touch
We say things loaded with double meanings
This dance - A two step

We talk and communicate
Not as two people but as two souls
Learning our reason for being
This dance - a waltz

We lose touch
We dont talk for days, sometimes weeks
For no concrete reason
Life just gets in the way
This dance - a cha-cha

What i want
What should be
What you dont see
But i see oh so clearly
Is that we are mean to be
To spend forever dancing though life

The hot sweaty tango
The seductive salsa
The elegance of ballroom dancing
The energy and confusion of the boogie
The quirkiness and fun of country line dancing
The intimacy of slow dancing
The passion and culture of Atilogu
The rythmn of bata

I want to share a lifetime of dances with you.

After my dream.....

I wrote this after that dream:

We flirt, we laugh, we touch
We say things loaded with double meanings
This dance - A two step

We talk and communicate
Not as two people but as two souls
Learning our reason for being
This dance - a waltz

We lose touch
We dont talk for days, sometimes weeks
For no concrete reason
Life just gets in the way
This dance - a cha-cha

What i want
What should be
What you dont see
But i see oh so clearly
Is that we are mean to be
To spend forever dancing though life

The hot sweaty tango
The seductive salsa
The elegance of ballroom dancing
The energy and confusion of the boogie
The quirkiness and fun of country line dancing
The intimacy of slow dancing
The passion and culture of Atilogu
The rythmn of bata

I want to share a lifetime of dances with you.

Repost - July 10, 2006 (How it all began)

I am sure we have had dreams about people. Getting married or being with a special person. In your dreams, everything is great but you never see the face of this person that makes you feel content and secure. You wake up feeling so great and wishing it was real.

I know that some of my friends have had variations of this dream and its usually funny. It must be all this talk of weddings (I am planning a friend's wedding in december and will be a bridesmaid). I went to bed last night and considering how emotional i got over France's defeat, i expected to have a dream about goring Materazzi and stealing the 24 carat World Cup.

So wrong. I dreamt very vividly that i was getting married. I dreamt that i was staring at myself in my mom's mirror and she was lifting my veil over my face. My dad looked like he was going to cry and i looked radiant. I dreamt i was walking down the aisle, wanting to run to him - eager to marry him.

This is the part that freaks me out. He turns around and i can see his face. Its not Gary Dourdan. Its the face of someone i know. I woke up with a start and with my heart racing.
So what does this mean? Nothing? Something? Its quite laughable actually but......Well what do i do when i see him? I cant tell him this crap. But the image is so clear in my mind. What in the world?

I guess this will pass in a few days but i am a little freaked.......Weird.

Lyrics for The Dance

So these are the lyrics to my song...there's a reason i am putting this up...Just follow my train of thought....

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we'd shared underneath the stars above
For the moment all the world
How could i've known that ever say goodbye
And now i'm glad I did know the way it would end
The way it would go
Our lives are better left to chance
Could i miss the pain but now had
To miss the dance
The dance
But could i miss the dance

Holding u i held everything
For the moment I was a king
How could i've known that i'd ever say goodbye
And now i'm glad I did know the way it would end
The way it would go
And is life better left,
Could i miss the pain
But now i had to miss the dance
The dance