Wildest Dream
In your wildest dreams
Have you ever seen,
An Angel of sorts,
To fragrant your thoughts?
Never wanting to wake,
Has the dream come too late?
No such thing exists
For this stranger of bliss.
Eager to return to my slumber,
Letting all my thoughts wander.
Living a life less than real,
Through my dreams I’m revealed.
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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