Whispers from dreams calling me back to a time more sweet
When love was felt in your hand and voice whether out or under sheet
Upon awakening it freezes into an icy present where it can no longer be
A mind that will not accept today takes me to dreams distantly
Feelings unburied, not felt for so long, in an ailing heart once so strong
Tears wash away faded dreams carried in a back pocket all day long
Taken out only at night spread like soft butter on the bread of sleep
Sugared dreams drunken with memories that only slumber can keep
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