The Dream

We are standing in the middle of the street

Her hands gently holding mine

She looks at the ground and then at me again

She gives me a little smile and I can't help but smile myself

The moon shining down on her cute and soft face

The stars reflecting in her pretty eyes

I raise my hand and gently fond
le her cheek

She closes her eyes so I lean down and kiss her gently

We stand there minute after minute feeling there's nothing around us

I know from this moment, I never wanna let her go


The Dream

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