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Something I wrote about a dream I had |
| The air smells of firewood The sounds permeate the night Crickets singing Leaves in the trees as the wind plays music through them I breathe in and out A smile covers my face I reach out and grab her hand She smiles gently at me Her brown eyes light me up As we enjoy dinner And laugh about what's ahead for us I think to myself This moment could never end I stare out the porch at the lake The waves calm my soul I think to myself This moment could never end The fireflies share their joy with us Nature in all of it's pureness I think to myself This love will never end |