Feverish Dreams Poem by Alexander Foald

Feverish Dreams



A night so quiet, so deeply buried in silence
Hearts go wild outside, fever dreams in consonance
Two youngs in love, wander around the city of light
Destiny lies within their smile, as innocent as animal
Unknown to them, though, what future might look like

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