Dream
I met a boy in my dreams
He was young, only seventeen
We met on the purest day
In our beds we did lay
Warm sun, cool air
We walked along and lingered there
His passion was thought free from words
It was the best idea I’ve ever heard
We shared our souls through the sheets
He told me stories, feelings creeped
I felt a yearning, I felt divine
He desired me, but he was kind
A heart he gave me beating warm
I hadn’t known mine was torn
I fell in the water, didn’t hit the floor
Time ran out, It was no more
When I awake, free from sleep
I can’t find his warmth to keep
Through the windows sun did stream
I met a boy in my dreams
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