in my dreams
In the realm of dreams, she comes to me, A vision sweet, whose name's a mystery. Her love, a whisper on the breeze, A feeling strong, my heart to seize. With every nightfall, I close my eyes, To meet her there, 'neath starry skies. Her touch, a spark that lights the dark, A silent love song, a divine spark. In dreams, we dance, we laugh, we twine, A love unspoken, yet feels divine. Though nameless she remains in light of day, Her essence near, never to stray. A specter of joy, a ghost of delight, In the quiet of sleep, our hearts unite. She's the unnamed muse of my night's repose, Where passion and happiness freely compose.
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