Peter Pan

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Every dream

I ever dreamt of

that held your wistful eyes

Engulfed my heart

completely, oh so foolishly,

in sweet surrender

to all that is You

How could I look

into that same star bright face

in the full light

of afternoon daze

and not crumble?

Because I know

deep down

that your starlight

glow

would light up my minds

violet skies

once again

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