Ocean Blue Dreams

There is a figure I sometimes see in my dreams.
With blue eyes,ocean screens.
Sometimes, I meet him in my dreamscape.

Something like an escape.
From reality,cheapskate.
And when I am with him,it feels like fate.

If only I could transport to that realm as I please.
He would be real.
He would be by my side,and ask me how I feel.

His identity is unknown.
But to me,he's an old friend.
I don't see him often.

But we manage to make amends.
Like the time we went on a vacation far away.
Or the time we got married and ran away.

The time we swayed to romance at a fancy ball.
Me in a blue gown.
And him in a stylish suit.

That compliments his bright,blue eyes.
As we look up at the starry skies.
There is a figure I keep seeing in my dreams.

And it feels like I already know him,but at the same time not.
The memories of those dreams never rot.
Or like the time I were a damsel in distress.

And he saved me from the dragon instead of trying to flex.
When I see him in my dreams I wake up refreshed.
Even if I don't see him a lot.

I already have a ready plot.
Maybe one day,he would be real.
And not just that,but touch I can feel.

Maybe he will be replaced someday by a real person in real life.
That will help me sleep peacefully at night.
And when the figure is away.

I would take the real thing any day.
If I can't have the figure in my dreams.
I would take the real thing anytime.

As I try to explain and rhyme.
Tell me,do different universes exist?
Is there one,where romance between me and a real person exists?

Or does it appear only in ocean dreams?
Perhaps I used the figure to cope.
Because it brought me laughter, hope.

But not as much as the real thing does.
The way he wrote me poems,or gave me a red rose.
As the wind gently flows.

Some nights,I see the figure in my sleep.
But the real thing is way more deep.
Now let's go and get peaceful sleep.

As you sway and dream a little of me.
Someone show me love,affection.
And set me free.