A love poem

The sun is out and shining bright but all I see are shadows. You appear, for a while, in my dreams and I see technicolor again. Once I awake, I realize that all was but a dream and I live my life day by day wondering, waiting for when I'll see you again. I know that what you do is good for us. I have to see your beautiful eyes and hold your warm hands. But wait, is all but a dream? Are you a dream? Am I crazy? Crazy in love maybe but not mental! Let's just get back to sleep and get back to where I see beautiful again and then start the process over again.