Dreamwalking
I walked with you in a dreamlike state,
Our surroundings growing darker every minute,
You kept wishing for daylight, but I,
I found comfort in the night.
You took my hand and made me lead,
I let fate guide us deeper into the darkness,
the breeze beckoned to the trees,
and the same two stars awoke first from their slumber.
I couldn’t believe I was there, with you,
in that dreamland-of-a-place,
our fingers intertwined and our steps in sync,
I wouldn’t change a thing about that walk,
because after that is when I became your girl.
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