A Running Dream Every time I dream I see her, Beautiful in the light. Beatuiful in the night. Her soul matches mine in every way Yet as I move to her she runs away Try as I might I cannot reach her. My beautiful dream My matching soul Will we ever meet?
02/28/2002
Posted on 09/01/2002Copyright © 2023 James A Holt
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