In dreams, you come to me, and you whisper in my ear. In dreams, I reach for you, and in dreams, you disappear. In dreams, you kiss my lips, and I drift back into sleep. In dreams, you reach for me, and in dreams, I hear you weep. In dreams, you hold my hand, and your touch is fire and ice. In dreams, your eyes are soft, and in dreams, I hear your voice. In dreams, you talk to me, and your tone is soft and sad. In dreams, you cast your spell, and in dreams, my heart is glad. In dreams, my heart is yours, and your heart belongs to me. In dreams, we live together, and in dreams, our souls are free. In dreams, I hold you tight, and in dreams, we both can fly. In dreams, the sun is setting, and in dreams, we say goodbye.
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September 2017
“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”
— Shakespeare |