Gonna go on dreaming
with this pillow of mine,
as I snuggle up to it
I lose all track of time.
Call it wishful thinking
that makes it all so real,
that I could hold you close
and once again begin to feel.
Each and every moment
triggers another rhyme,
while loving you the way I do
these fingers will type another line.
It's away of documenting
the way I feel for you,
leaving our love in a print
upon the heavens blue.
Gonna go on dreaming
with this pillow of mine,
as I snuggle up to it
I lose all track of time.
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