Beautiful dreamer
your ways are never ending,
like river streamer
each day its love's blending.
A glow to night's shore
a feeling for an hour,
each touch for evermore
a beauty of a flower.
You give and you take
what love is meant to be,
and with it you awake
each time of its memory.
For love is all it takes
to be what it should be,
and like new spring it wakes
the love that is for free.
Beautiful days and night
each have their playful flame,
like days of morning bright
never to stay the same.
Love is like this for all
giving and taking away,
each to meet its destiny call
like a spring of a coming day.
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