Dreams
it starts out like those before
at the beach house I adore
you and I on the portico
listening to the music drone
under the Crescent's lunar light
a million stars shining oh so bright
talking, laughing just kicking back
then the song when we start to dance
you are holding me so close
by the sea and its repose
an urgent kiss that's long and deep
I can feel it in my sleep
dreams are that--only dreams
made up of hopes and old feelings
they come to me when I'm asleep
thoughts of you that still lay deep
and a love I could not keep
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