When things felt like the places I go when I dream
When every memory was a flash and gleam
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Back when I couldn’t catch my breath
When, I swear, your kisses could bring me back from death
Made me so nervous — no idea what to say
That’s when you used to smile and make everything okay
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Now, you exist only in moments of fleeting daydreams
Sunny and warm on my skin
Wind whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Toes tickle in grass green
I cherish every moment, every memory, and every sweet sweet dream.
♥️ the third stanza.
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Sweet memories.
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I love it! 💜
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Thank you, my dear!
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♥️
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How fascinating is the heart you portray; on the edge through fear, lulled into the warm dreamy space of bliss. Like a stream rushing down a fall into a still pool below. Beautiful words which speak in their silence. Blessings Peter.
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Fascinating? You have a unique way of making me feel special, Peter. Thank you for your sweet compliments and relentless encouragement! I am so blessed to have a friend such as you! XOXO, Eleanor
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You paint a vivid picture with your words. 👏
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Thank you, Sandra! I appreciate you leaving me such a wonderful comment. You’re a sweetheart! 😉
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