Unknown lover

Mon amour, can you feel how much I mourn for you? I wish you were real—oh my dearest—blue days that you turned into shining joyful light, colors that you brought to my dull life. We kissed under the pale moonlight, hugged each other tightly merging into one. You let me taste your touch, tis so sweet as strawberry. I hear your tender whispers of devotion, and I am deeply charmed to see your face slips into affectionate mien. This night is a fever dream that I can't handle, it is too much, it hurts. You closed my eyes, brushing my hair with your fingertips fondly, as I slowly dozed off in your loving arms. I woke up, sitting in my bed, sunlight from my window pokes my eyes. Another dream of my unknown lover, I wish you were real.