Thursday, 25 August 2011

My Dream

A splash of this, a splash of that,
Moments spent under the sun,
Visited me once again tonight,
With a different face, a different name.

I have smelled this scent before,
I don't remember when,
Ripples broke when I reached for you,
But now that I am underwater,
I see through these ripples.

It's the only time we are real,
In a place far from reality,
Here I wait for you every night,
Somewhere between the worlds,
In a little place I call dream.

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