Treasure Island

Angel A. Lockwood

(07//64 / Nyc)

Sweet dreams


A brief ecsape even in the
Middle of the day
Just one thought of you
Iam wisked away
I hear your voice
I see your face
Then I rehearsed
The way grown folks
Still like to play
That's a real good break
In the midst of a stressful day
Is when I close eyes, and
Smply drift away
I can barely find
The appropriate words to say
My sweet

Submitted: Wednesday, March 06, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 10, 2013

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