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Poetry & Art

I Think You Know I Dream About You

Let’s go back to that night
We were dancing and my hands
Were on your hips
Was that a dream?
Like the one had last night
When I stepped in for that picture
And you captured my lips with yours
I wish I knew how you felt
So I would know to continue dreaming
Or we could stop pretending that
We don’t invade each other’s dreams

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by Ryliegh Vieira

Lover of coffee and blank pages.
Musician and photographer.
Sometimes a writer.

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