In my dreams you are there,
you smile as I run my finger in your hair.
Your eyes are soft.
Your hands are smooth,
Your voice is strong but sensitive, too
You care for me, die for me.
As I would for you, you’re my love.
You are my dream forever, it shall seem.
And some day you shall return.
And in your arms I shall fall.
You are my dream over all.
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