Prints in a dream


I had a dream of love

Since I was very young.

I dreamt of your face,

Your laughter,

The way you walk.

I needed a never ending story

The prints of your presence

The sound of your heartbeats

The loyalty of your care

The harmony of two souls

In a divine connexion intertwined.

I had a dream of us

Before we even met.

I have a dream of aging

Listening to your breath.

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