i dream that i meet you in a dream walking over rolling green hills where leaves tremble in cool breezes i spot you lying under a lonely tree your placid blue eyes look away from the stone grey sky and lock onto mine you smile sweetly and mischievously yellow hair like wild flowers on the grass i lie next to you hoping that our embrace will protect me from the prison of waking life reading my mind you pull me closer and whisper “shhhhh, don’t worry about life—you have dreams to tend to”
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“You have dreams to tend to” 😊
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