I build my dreams around you
Around us
And when you said you want this relationship to be your last
A series of us flashed behind my eyelids
Counting the years
24...52....76 and eventually we'll be old
Yet somehow surreally still in love
When our kids are all grown
And our skin cradles our bones
My dreams will still be with you
With us
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Simply: Third Collection of Poetry
Poetry"I hope my thoughts reach you like blown kisses." My best and newest collection of poetry featuring My Worn Soldier, Anew and Shared Scars as well as a selection of fused poetry from my now deleted first collection. Enjoy please. Wish me luck in t...
