I dream about soft pillows and sheets
Of holding hands as the snowflakes dance
Soft hair brushing delicately on me
And arms around my waist as I cry the night away
I dream about the clouds, the birds and the trees
The sunflowers in the morning as I smell the coffee beans
And I dream about the moon and the stars
Singing me goodnight as I peacefully fall asleep
And I dream about the constellations in your eyes
Brightly shining and twinkling to me
White smile blushing the puffy cheeks
Bringing a caramel serenade to my ears
I dream of pink, lilac and yellow
As the "I love you"s swing from rosey lips
As I go to sleep by a tender lullaby
And wake up by the blue and wavy silence
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PoetryI sometimes feel too much and other times feel nothing at all. I'm either full of volcanoes or numbness, there's nothing in between.
