my dream
my dream
Though the world may be so wild,with thorns of love
piercing through the heart,and the sweet breeze of
the bahamas denying to ventilate our love with its
ever freshened breeze,all i know is that you are
my dream.
The night may not be as promising as it was before.
the moon may mourn and frown at us for staying
so long under its umbrella.But all i know is that
you are my dream.
An exagerated love may speak in the lips of
the unfortunate.Though the moon has frowned at
us,the sun will brighten its light in me,showing that
you are my dream.
A thousand dreams,i may have.but non will speak
that you are not mind.siblings may rage at us,but
nature will care for us;the caves will nurse our
heads,the nightingale will sing our midnight
lullaby.and the oasis will quench our thirst.
for truly,they also know that you are
my dream
Though the world may be so wild,with thorns of love
piercing through the heart,and the sweet breeze of
the bahamas denying to ventilate our love with its
ever freshened breeze,all i know is that you are
my dream.
The night may not be as promising as it was before.
the moon may mourn and frown at us for staying
so long under its umbrella.But all i know is that
you are my dream.
An exagerated love may speak in the lips of
the unfortunate.Though the moon has frowned at
us,the sun will brighten its light in me,showing that
you are my dream.
A thousand dreams,i may have.but non will speak
that you are not mind.siblings may rage at us,but
nature will care for us;the caves will nurse our
heads,the nightingale will sing our midnight
lullaby.and the oasis will quench our thirst.
for truly,they also know that you are
my dream
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