Wednesday, February 12, 2020

No, you were just a dream

Something says yes
A hundred thousand times
Yes again and again
You make me feel alive 
As I sleep in the graveyard of my heart
You give me hope
For a flame to touch 
To burn the center of my soul 
You make me smile 
You are incredible and interesting 
And my god, so handsome 
You are a promise made by the moon
A whisper in the rain
Thunder in my silence
I’m just a fool with too little to offer
Stranded on your every word
Please be my dream
Come true
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