Treasure Island

Walter C. Edwards


Dreams Of You


Last time I saw your face,
it came to me in a dream,
the world was moving so fast,
I knew the dream would last,
woke up drenched it sweat,
but the dreams of you,
I can't forget,
just lay next to me,
like in my sweet slumber,
and always be there,
in my dreams.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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