frail whispers brush by my wondering
here is the breathing of the light, a caress
a dream was never so weightless as my soul
for you are underneath the same starlit sky
and i can feel your heart beat within my own
and my imagination listens to your laugh
to send you in the dawn’s sunbeam a caress
to return the whispers i heard in dreaming
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1:21am saturday, 14th august
Accidentally deleted the 2 comments here. Just me saying I'd be going on vacation, and Reflection telling me to have a good time. Darn spam.
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