Our Lives
You sleep, I dream,
imagining tomorrow
and all the tomorrows,
of our life.
Will we have children,
change jobs,
buy a house in the suburbs,
have outdoor barbeques?
Perhaps we'll stay in the city,
live in a loft.
decorate in bold colors
and ride our bikes to work.
You sleep, I dream,
imagining tomorrows,
and all the tomorrow
of our love.
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