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"Dearest Dreamer"
Dearest dreamer,
keeper of my soul,
I write to you again
from a room growing cold;
I know I've not met you
outside of fantasy,
oh dearest dreamer,
will you I ever see?
Dearest dreamer,
holder of the keys,
I know if I could see you,
I wouldn't want to leave;
Is it my imagination,
temporary state of bliss,
oh dearest dreamer,
Will we ever kiss?
Dearest dreamer,
hider of my heart,
I don't know how to begin,
but I know when to start;
The time is often now
to say what I want to say,
oh dearest dreamer,
Please come to me and stay.
© 2004 Paul D. Aronson. All Rights Reserved.
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