I dreampt of you again last night
The expression on your face was so adorable
As we were running, swinging in the sun
You held me in your arms
I held you in mine
You brought a picnic basket
A bottle of cold duck wine
Your body glistened in the sun
As we rolled in emerald blades of grass
You grabbed my hand
Asked to spend the rest of my life with you
You talked about the future
You talked about having kids
A white picket fence
Somewhere in the suburbs
All I could do was smile & be happy.
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