Dream
As the sun kisses my skin
Memories flow like the breeze
Sweet love in the air
No worries come to mind.
The world seems fair
As it should have always been
All wrongs have been made right
No heartache to speak of.
Then my eyes open, a dream interrupted.
Copyright © Taylor Loperena | Year Posted 2008
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