Love · Poetry

Dreaming Wide Awake

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When it’s just you
And I
Under the same
Gray sky
Dandelions grow manes
And colors change

When it’s the time
That flies
And our hearts
That sighs
Birds can swim
And dogs are men

When it’s too much
For me
To say the things
I need
Love becomes weakness
but of all the nightmares
it’s the sweetest


Photo credit: Vanilla_Graph

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