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By Belinda Date: 2011 Jul 23 Comment on this Work [[2011.07.23.18.52.26197]] |
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In dreams every night I live another life I carry a blank canvas and painter’s brush I paint the sky black and white and a new dawn beneath the house of light searching the horizon under the rising sun I wait for his mirage In dreams at night in my other life I feel his warm embrace and his loving gaze as we dance under the moonlight he speaks to me gently sail away with me come away with me and I will write you poetry whispers echo in my ear Sweet dreams of mine from the silence of the night He is gone when I open my eyes I don’t see his face or know his name until we meet sometime in the daylight of my life |