Entry: Dreaming (poem) Monday, January 24, 2005



I could feel you, as the earth feels the sun's rays
I could see you, as the river sees the blue skies
I could hear you, as the mountain hears the echoes
I could touch you, as the rain touches the ground


It felt real though it was a dream
I dreamed that I was loved by you
It was beautiful


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