The only good dream i ever had was of
me and my love laying side by side, lost in
each others eyes entranced with each other
thoughts, as if we knew exactly what each
other were thinking without the use of
speech.
We where in a field of grass that went on
for miles, beside us was a pond where
wolves come to drink and howl as we
lay under a willow tree, still entranced
by each others stare under the darkest
night with the biggest reddest moon ever
seen before.
I miss this dream and i miss my love,
when she died it all went downhill in my
life, but its only made me stronger and that
is why ill never forget that dream it brings
hope it brings me to my zenith of energy.
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