Sep 2017
Remember my love that whenever you drift
between the unknown hours of sleep
and over mountains of pillows
and blankets of ocean and mist
I am never more
than a dreams reach away
between the unknown hours of sleep
and over mountains of pillows
and blankets of ocean and mist
I am never more
than a dreams reach away
(122/M/texas)
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