My Dream

March 6, 2011
Alone I walk through the city of lights
Illuminating colors paint the street
Though where I stand shines nothing but the night
Lost am I dreaming of a dream to meet

Wind blows ever so gently before me
Whispering my name so i may follow
As the change in direction consumes me
The dream that i dreamt, greets me with her hello

I just sty standing, stiff as a statue
My heart beats like a drum line within me
My lips remain shut as if the had glue
Again the wind speaks, of the one to be
Finally i get the courage to speak
And tell her, shes the one that i seek

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