We could pick berries,
In my wildest dreams,
With a kiss of your lips,
I could taste all their sweet,
Then we can picnic,
By a winding stream,
And watch a flock of geese,
Beneath some hickories,
I would hold you dearly,
’til we both fall asleep,
And you say you love me,
In my wildest dreams.
Very nicely written Ryan.😊