Analysis of R.E.M (Realizing Every Moment

What am I dreaming of,
The morning sun waking to a goddess,
An artful smile kissing a pair of soft lush lips,
As I dream her touch ,her smell is to real,
Before we rise our bodies intertwined
I stretch my hands into her silky hair
Her soft whispers in my ear
My hands scale her perfect body
With a skin tone that is warm
As I reach the mountains peek
I awaken to only think it was a dream
Does my mind deceive me
As I drift I then realized it was real as it seemed...