When I sleep
the sad thoughts of you die
and as I travel in the realm of the night,
like a thief in the night I awaken the beautiful memory of hearing you say that you will
see me again.
This I carry in the chambers of my heart as it glows and ignites a passion that once again
you could
you want to
you will
tell me again that you want to see me again.
When I wake up,
after fighting the inconsiderate voice and thought that tells me to: "dream on"
I walk looking for signs of you and me
and I survive the day knowing that in the night as I close my eyes and sleep
I will hear you tell me that you want to see me again...
When will I see you again?
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