Dreams
We long for the same dream
a little house
surrounded by the thickened trees
closed off and sheltered by nature
the peace
the quite
and the breeze sweeps through air
nothing to big or to small
something for us both to call
home
with the maple tree in front and the old frail tire swing
and the garden planted at our feet
with love and care
tender and sweet
it captures the soul just as your love captured me
I see your passion
I see your desires
I know your love
and I know your heart
I feel what you yern for
I feel it too
I know our sweetest dreams are meant to come true
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