sweet mystique
You Are But A Dream
You are the language that I speak
You're the only air that I breathe
You are the light when my world gets dark
You are the only person who captured my heart
You are the island where I found security
You are the rainbow that colors my life everyday
You are the most expensive pearl in the deepest sea
Yours is the only love that I can see
You are the rose among the thorns
You're my warmth when the night gets cold
You're the only pen that I can write
You're the song that I will sing for life
You're the pillow where my head rests
You're the water that obeys my thirst
You're my shield in a crowded place
In your arms my dear, this life of mine is never a waste
You love me and I love you
We found happiness that's so true
But this love of ours should always end
Goodbye to you my love, I need to wake up again.
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Even in your dream, she is an expensive pearl in the deep of your heart. Is she a ball-point pen or ink(writer) pen?
Very interesting to read the dreams of youngsters.