I'm dreaming of castles,
perfect storms and summer nights,
almosts I'll never get back
I'm dreaming of sunlight,
late nights, or should I say early mornings,
with bittersweet endings
I'm dreaming of empty buckets
we fill with our sounds,
oxygen I can't find
I'm dreaming of sleeping
after talking from the heart for too long,
knowing more than I should about you but not enough
and you stand there in the window
dream catcher
love wrapped around your wrists
I'm dreaming of you
but I have enough memories now
my favorite dream is
when I dream of being awake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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