Saturday, May 19, 2012

The Breeze of Dreams

Sleep, my sweet Love.
Let close your eyes.
Dream, of above,
Where the soul, flys.

Soar, my sweet Love.
Let spread your wings.
The winds full of,
All wondrous things.

Coast, my sweet Love.
Hope dreams, shall stay,
Regardless of,
Each passing day.

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