Dreams are often yours and mine
Of pearl white roses and Clementine
To the day it’s handed to you on valentine
Moments of these were often sweet and fine
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I brushed through the evening sky,
Where birds flying high;
I grinned.
They’re free from everything human has,
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Not a word to write,
Not a word to say.
I just stare blankly into the space,
And be hit by loneliness so quiet.
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Has the dawn broken?
For crickets are still singing away
from a distance,
far, far, away.
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The rain,
Just like the sour tears of my shadow.
Once again,
A spell is cast on me,
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Sunrise
Sundown
I look in your eyes
I sometimes frown…
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Ah!
The guilty twist,
Churning my heart like a windmill gone wild!
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A poem for my friends,
I wrote it when the year ends.
Words to be treasured,
You’ll never be alone, that’s assured.
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A book with a thousand words,
Seemed like a never ending fountain,
That goes on forever-and ever-and ever.
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