My dreams will always keep me young
linked, as we are, like our earth around its sun.
Connected by some energetic force,
I'm running faster, flying higher than before.
For my dreams are one of her with an outstretched hand
there before me, smiling amongst sunflowers in a colourful land.
I know my life changed for better and much more
for loves cupid arrow pieced my heart with a perfect score.
Never has such feeling hit a Richter scale so high
that only will the love I had be lost, when I die.
She's an angel, if one truly exists, that came from a star above,
a star that fell and hit me with an overpowering sense of love.
What happens next, I do not know,
for I'm waiting time to pass, and her to show.
And as I watch the slowly setting sun,
it's moments like these that keep me feeling forever young.
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