I had a dream...
It played in living colour
more vivid than any other dream
without a solid ground to show
the scenes may not be as they seem
Realization slowly seeped in
diluting every frame
until, in black and starkest white
they no longer looked the same
A headlong fall into blissful love
set thoughts and words in motion
Deepest passions flowed
on one-way streets of pure emotion
The dream began on drifting clouds
not once did it occur
that while I floated happily
his dream was still of her...
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I had a dream...
It played in living colour
more vivid than any other dream
without a solid ground to show
the scenes may
In the heart of night
When souls lie in sleep
Mine flew across the spaces
That keep us apart
Mingled with yours.
Dreamlike whispers
The rose was beautiful,but sad.For it was dead,no,dying,yes.F rom the time I planted it,I knew it would make a difference.My
I imagine,
I imagine so very many things;
I imagine the reality of my dreams.
I imagine being valued for my potential,
I imagine
I've found a thread of hope.
Once lost within vines of confusion
while searching for our perfect reality.
Yet this vision lies
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