Treasure Island

Aanuoluwa Adebanjo


Every Night


Every night
Comes me wallowing in the stream of fantasy
Leaves me dreaming on and on

Every night
Came the wind blowing my curly black hair
In a bid to keep me dreaming for eternity

Every night
Came your thought brushing through my tender mind
So that i see you in my dreams

Every night
Came the stars twinkling in my very eyes
Enough to keep me dreaming all night long

Every night
Came my angel guiding me in my sleep
Just so that i dream to wake up the next day

Submitted: Monday, December 09, 2013
Edited: Thursday, December 26, 2013
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