In dreams of love, my heart takes flight
Through starry skies, and endless night
Where passion burns with fiery might
And holds me close, so warm and tight
But when I wake, my heart is sore
For love's embrace, I have no more
Deep sadness grips me to the core
And tears flow freely, to the floor
Yet still I long for love's sweet touch
To feel its power, oh so much
To know its depths, and feel its rush
And be consumed by its great crush
For love is boundless, love is free
It's all-encompassing, you see
It fills my soul with ecstasy
And makes my heart sing joyfully
So though my dreams may fade away
And leave me feeling lost and gray
My love for you will always stay
Unlimited, in every way.
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Shoaib Ahmad
This page is for dreamchasing, adventure, and catharsis. Hope my musings connect with others out there.
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