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Violet Dream
Lina Love |
Violet dew drops on my lips,
Out of the sunlight, feelings slip.
A morning I awaken,
With sounds unspoken.
Something just touched me,
A soft whispering dream I see.
Out of the west, I see the sun,
Rising up, Burning the clouds,
Scattering the shadows
And feeding the flowers.
In the echoes of My soul,
As the dust grows old.
Sleeping to be hugged,
Dreaming to be loved.
Visions they stir about,
But...never try to shout.
Out of the west, I see the moon,
Floating gently across the sky.
Sprinkling the sleepers, every night
With sweet purple dreams.
Dreams of mine...
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