I have dreamed of a beautiful swan,
Who's pure and white.
A swan that rather stays in her lake,
Then to fly and feel the sun's light.
She calleth my name with an eyes gazing.
As I looked at her beautiful eyes wondering.
We danced till night falls and as light arises.
I have dream a dream of a Beautiful swan.
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Poetry in Bed
AcakThoughts that arise from laying in bed late at night til early in the morning that turn out to sound poetic enough :3 Copyright2016 //S.E.S.C.//
