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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Drama · #1575330

She comes to me in my dreams...but is she real?

She comes to me in the dark of night
and stays til dawns early light.
I'm honored to behold such a sight.
Being in her arms feels oh so right.

The touch of her lips upon my skin
make me burn from deep within.
I hear her voice above the din.
Oh how my patience is wearing thin.

I dream of her when nights are cold.
How I wish I'd be so bold.
Her beauty truly breaks the mold.
What as sight she is to behold.

No one else will ever do.
Finding love that is so true.
My smile belongs only to you,
though my heart's been beaten black and blue.

Who can hold me close to thee
and make me sing in revellery?
Make my heart burst with glee?
No one yet that I can see.

One day soon you I will find--
one that's true and one that's kind,
offering me peace of mind
and our souls they will combine.

Turning from two into one
and our life will have begun.
From you I won't turn and run.
You will be my bright and shining sun.

Until then I will be strong.
And I hope it won't be long
until I find where I belong;
us dancing away to our love song,

Because who can say they have sweet dreams
when dreams are not what they seem?
I'm being ripped apart at the seams
because I only see you in my sweet, sweet dreams.
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