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Butterflies and honey and all things sweet
are the thoughts in my head as I go to sleep
your voice drifts in like a soft summer wind
telling me your love over and over again.

I dream of a thousand birds in flight
Each one swooping down with a candle to light
And the light that burns illuminates your face
And I long to touch you, to feel your embrace.

The door slides open, and out you appear
Your breathtaking beauty I long to be near
You take my hand and we join the sky
Leaving all of the world behind.

But alas it is close, the end I can feel
I long not to wake up from this dream so real
I pull and I thrash, fighting my will
to be taken from your arms, but still...

Your arms I can feel, your breath is near
I swear I can smell your long golden hair
and then I realize that against all time
I have awoken to you by my side.

But the time is late, morning is away,
so I lay back down and pray

Butterflies and honey and all things sweet
are the thoughts in my head as I go to sleep
your voice drifts in like a soft summer wind
telling me your love over and over again.


by me...

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