i had that cruel dream again
the cruelest dream of all
the dream of you returning
in a golden-leafed fall
you smiled and we hugged
we kissed and all was well
not a word was spoken
for there was so much to tell
but then i couldn’t even remember your eyes
one was sea-green, crystalline
and the other was a shattered-sky blue
so i guess i knew it couldn’t be true
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