Warren Locklear Poet Prose Poetry

Dreams

I lay looking at the stars. 
Watching as they gaze upon 
me. I see to which my lover 
sees me. Only to see millions of 
stars as I hear dreams. Dreams 
others have just like me. Time 
and time again I look up only to 
see another star pop up. In the 
stars is the love of lovers with 
messages sent from others. If 
one can not dream a dream 
without feeling it. Then the 
dream doesn't seem to exist. 
But somewhere in this 
atmosphere she's here. Either 
wishing for your touch. Or your 
hand one day. Whatever it may 
be her wish is a wish only your 
heart seems to answer. Her love 
for you in the stars may be to 
kiss you on the cheek and be in 
your arms. If only the stars 
could talk to me I would 
understand more about her 
dreams. Not only is her dream 
sweet but it has a meaning. A 
meaning to which one must find 
behind it. In those stars makes 
you think of mystery's that 
remain. I know I think of her 
that one just one day I can 
show her that love will have its 
say.

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