DREAM SPIRITS
softly it beats
slowly increasing
as i watch him near
swallowing my heart
listening to his voice
i hear his heart speak to mine
touching places within
only i knew was there
belief in giving and receiving
i feel myself giving away
keeping rythym with his heart
as it touches mine
i whisper to my mind
how did i let this be
allowing these emotions
to bloom once again
with a silent cry
and a single tear
i fear not the future
for these souls have met once before
a mystery twirling within
teasing my memory
his touches reminding me
that dreams become possible
his heart sings to mine
with a smile
he whispers to my heart
with patience we shall see
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