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By SapphirineWinter01 from "Sapphire Tears"
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In my dreams, I envision a lot of things,
Gentle raindrops of shapes like that of crystalline diamond,
Beauteous flowers of enchanting fragrance that sing,
The things, I see, one can never imagine

In my dreams, I lustfully crave and admire perfections,
Love that has not a single blemish,
Trust that flows freely, never running dry,
Hope and perfect peace as far stretched as the onlooked sky,
The things, I see, one can never imagine

In my dreams, I ludicrously aspire for a taste of sweet bliss,
Colors of victory, as so as, fame and attention
Flames of burning passion leading to smoke of appreciation
Wings of freedom from the world of worries and chains of vanity strives
The things, I see, One can not forget no matter the tries

In my dreams, though, never once did I see
Belittling my imaginations, you brought the indescribable
To my reality

Usually, I love dreaming of things that could be,
But the thing is, You see,
Our encounter SURPASSES
EVERY THING
THAT EVER DID I DREAM.

What was it I dreamed?
What was it I dreamt?
It doesn't really matter now
For a part of it's significance
Was overshadowed
When you and I met.

Dedicated to SapphirineWinter01

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