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Dream Promises
It was a dream
As the touch was real
His fingers curled in my hand
His words were new tunes
That continuously danced in my head
He may not be present
I'm still thinking of him
Or am I dreaming
As his promises
and
What I will do
Printed a smile on my face
And contracted on my brain
Looking forward to those things
It must be a dream
As he is changing
His words were to be promised
No...
Thursday 15th March 2018 12:18 pm
Blue moon
Eyes open as it must be reality
The mind settles as the sun sets
Allowing creative thoughts to surface
Glowing blue
In the sky I see you
Blue moon
You Appear with no sadness
Beauty in the sky
black out curtains
surrounding the moon
Fluoresces light
Still pressing through
allowing me to dream
On this beautiful night
Big and blue
Thursday 1st February 2018 4:48 pm
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