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You and I are two dreams. |
| You and I are two dreams. We live in the mist of sweet laughter. For love… we sing magic For tears… we laugh Sing me passion, Love. Sing me poems. A song of imagination To fill the air with more dreams. Passion dwelling in the lightning, Sweetness hanging in the breeze-trees… With flowers And ghosts We watch clouds pass. We understand no boundaries. Do you sleep without dreams? Do you live without laughter? I write poems to live dreams. |