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In The Arms Of A Dream

If I sit with you.

On the patio,

by the sunflowers.

If I find you

with my soft and steady gaze.

If I give you my heart,

if I whisper your name

will you hold me?

In the arms of a dream

will you hold me,

love?

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. đź’•

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