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Fluttering dreams
I dream of you
and you fall drop by drop
into the darkness of my soul
like a swirling spark
starting fire of love
and an after-rain freshness
softly fills me with hope
while the sneaky sadness
of the sweet evening
silently approaches
I know that
my heart has dove wings
iridescent and innumerable
and now
where do my fluttering dreams fly ?
and you fall drop by drop
into the darkness of my soul
like a swirling spark
starting fire of love
and an after-rain freshness
softly fills me with hope
while the sneaky sadness
of the sweet evening
silently approaches
I know that
my heart has dove wings
iridescent and innumerable
and now
where do my fluttering dreams fly ?
Published 5th Oct 2012
| Edited 6th Oct 2012
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