03 Shawna L.
"I dreamt of you,
a couple nights or two.
We met in a grove,
where weeping willows' brood.
Dark figure, radiating clash,
against thy light, flickering
on the grass.
Company did I find, in stares
so refined.
To make thee blush.
Cause you see I've waited here,
and bade you come.
Out of the wilderness.
to bring thee home.
For their is much loneliness,
one can bare.
In sharing something,
no one else can hear.
But I walk thy path,
and door everyday.
In the dark, I found a light,
to show me the way.
I couldn't tell your name,
but I called,
and you came.
To guiden my little footsteps,
on their way."
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