Dreaming of You.

Sparks fly, fell from the sky,

Ebulliently between our faces.

Telepathically, our minds were connected.

Hopelessly hoping partiality has not faded.

whispering at every tree

as the wind blows by,

to remind you to not forget

even though time has past by

Love once circled our universe.

Often I wonder if time could reverse.

Gaze at the brightest and most lustrous star from far away

Ardor is deeply craved. Those

Nights are when I dream of you. Always.