Some people dream of diamonds.
Some people dream of gold.
But I dream of you love.
Until the night grows cold.
Prayer kept me safe.
Visions of you kept me warm.
Thinking of you through the night.
Secure from harm.
Some people dream of riches.
A whole lot of money.
But I will dream of you always.
My precious honey.
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But I dream of you love. Until the night grows cold... lines full of love. thank you dear poet. dev