I dreamt about you last night.
The moon was bright,
But the sky was dark.

You held my hand,
And kissed my cheek.

You touched my face,
And whispered in my ear.

You held me in your arms,
And brushed back my hair.

You told me you loved me,
And kissed me again.

Then you were gone,
And I was on my own again,
Awake in my bed.

The End

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