Like I said last week, I have decided to let love play a bigger role in my life this year. So most of my works will have a lot of lovey-dovey and gooey material in it.
I promise not to go all sap and drippy like our friend, Thöriniel.
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MY DREAMS ARE COME TRUE
I closed my eyes to sleep
“If only I could see your face again”.
If only I could hear her call my name once more
That is all I’ll need…
And my dreams are come true.
“I can’t sleep”, she whispered,
Crawling into bed with me.
In need of my warmth.
I am happy, she’s here with me…
In my arms again.
My dreams are come true.
I woke up the next morning
Cold and alone
The scent of her breath filling my head
Clutching the dress she was buried in.
my dreams are come true.