Dance of My Sleep
Kisses like flakes fall
in a free-for-all
as snow dances in my sleep,
and I whirl and twirl,
in his arms I swirl,
but why do I stop to weep ?
Lost in clouds of snow
with each flake aglow,
as I dance in this snow dream
saying I love you,
may the fates undo
what I've danced in dreams serene !
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