Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by $$RICH$$, Jul 12, 2011.
I've dream of you todayinside my sweet hushawaken by yourbeckon callingme
The are times when sleepCan only bring dreamsAnd then rain deepLike breeze flowFor UsNow
Inside every dream is a story unsung, yet toldbut have lastingfeelings ofbeauty
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