Dream On

I am a little troubled.

I don't usually remember dreams

but last night's is haunting me a bit. 

This face in particular.

Steven Tyler wanted to marry me.

I tried to tell him

I am a happily married woman

to no avail.

He was hot for me.

Hotter than a $2.00 pistol.

What in the world?

I loved him on Idol but

I have never been attracted to the man.

I believe I have even said on this very blog

"Steven Tyler looks like an old woman".

An old woman with a soul patch but

an old woman none the less.

I am not a huge Aerosmith fan either.

The crazy thing is I woke

and then went back to sleep and 

there he was again,

still in hot pursuit of me.

Does anyone de-code dreams?

 Maybe I want his hair, his hair feathers,

or maybe his music royalties.

Most likely I want his skinny arms.

Now I have Dream On stuck in my head.

I may never sleep again.

Here's Dream On 

so you can have it stuck in your head too.