As long as we can dream
all the memories live on,
it is kind of magical
when the night writes
a new song.
It seems so surreal
bizarre to say the least,
when I wake from the dream
where you are here with me.
It must have been a doorway
that opens on command,
and there no time or distance
can work its awful plan.
I feel your presence,
in a dimension of its own,
where souls come together
and our love continues to grow.
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