Dreams...

Dreams are elusive,
from nowhere do they start,
to nowhere do they head,

They seems to be within grasp,
yet when you try to grap them,
they drift further and further away...

I do not have a dream,
just a dream for you,
like the clouds which you see everyday,
like the wind which you felt everyday,
just living the day with you,
happily contented just to be with you....