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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
Seasons
Summer heat makes us strip of nothing
little shirts, toes out, booties
Splash in the pool
Seeing new faces that disappear, when the seasons start to change
Building a bond tight like links
Apart as sweat makes us sticky
Fall in likes with summer treatment
Fall to see orange and yellow leaves
As the summer treatment has invited somebody
Moods start to change
I need th...
Monday 8th January 2018 2:54 pm
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