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Dreamscape

the blank canvas isn�t what it seems
invisible words on the empty page
pastel colours drip from my dreams
as our destinies quietly engage

I�ve searched for you in the daylight
but I�ve stumbled along in the dark
as I slowly start to regain my sight
your touch bleeds colour to my stark

shadows were cast by a raven�s wing
brushed by as the memories fade
I am moved by this love song I sing
as I stand alone in the open glade

I wonder through the midnight blue
your sweet eyes sparkle like the sun
captivated by the all things you do
these walls start to come undone