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This is to the girl for me, wherever and whenever she is.

 

I've dreamed about you a lot before

You run through my mind like rain

Without a message or a lore

But from hurting me you refrain

And I love you so much it hurts

Even though I'll never know you

Maybe we'll meet and then we'll flirt

And then I'll say to you

 

You're the woman of my dreams

The one that's kept me awake late at night

You're the woman of my dreams

So nice to meet you, can I love you right?

 

You're so beautiful under the moon

In a star-filled imaginary sky

You're brighter than the sun at noon

And I'll never ask you why

You love me, cause I'll know it's true

The way that we love each other

But you don't exist so I'm so blue

Guess I'll go back to my druthers

 

You're the woman of my dreams

The one that's beautiful and kind

You're the woman of my dreams

So sad to have to say goodbye

 

But you're a fiction of my dark mind

Nothing but imagination and lies

And so I'll wait for you in kind

And sit alone and always cry

You're a nice tale, but not so true

A myth or a legend to me

So I'll keep dreaming about you

And how you might complete me

 

You're the woman of my dreams

So sorry you don't really exist

You're the woman of my dreams

And now I'm feeling selfish

 

I sit alone at night and dream

Of a lovely woman, that's you

Who's always kind and never mean

Life sure can be so really cruel

So I guess I'll keep dreaming

About the distant future

And what it might hold for me

And what it might not...

And what it will not hold

for

me

 

 

Cioden Darkeye

 

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Guest Cheye69
Posted

Bravo! very well put. I look forward to more from you with eagerness....

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We all have dreams, it seems, that we mourn over because they can never be. For those of us that are lucky enough to have the gift of putting our dreams to words, I think it is somewhat different... We give them a kind of life, but not the kind we'd like.

 

*Stops, reads what she wrote, and scratches her head in confusion*

 

Hm... I'm getting philosophical...

 

*Goes off to take her temperature*

Posted

Ozymandias claps solemnly.

 

"I feel I must disagree somewhat, Sir." Undoing the clasp on his hip flask, he deftly opens it with one hand while fishing for his shot glasses. A drink is poured for Falcon first, then Gyrfalcon, Cheyenne, and finally Ozymandias pours one for himself (Tralla taking concerned bed rest). "To all things possible," he says to the room, "yet highly improbable."

Guest Heart Like A Hole
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No matter how dark the night, no matter how deep the wound, nothing is impossible. The sun will rise, the scars will fade, and you'd be surprised what life has in store for those who dare to dream. (Pardon the preachy-ness of this, but hell, Will, you've told me this so many times, my friend... It's about time someone reminded you... It can't rain all the time.)

 

By the way, I loved the poem. One of your better works.

 

~Porcelain

Guest Heart Like A Hole
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Yes, I am a great admirer of his work. I find his comic to be nothing short of a masterpiece, and the movie The Crow was absolutely wonderful.

 

~Porcelain

"Heart Like A Hole"

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