Dreamers 

 


I remember

I remember everything 

The way you used to smile at me 
Long walks 
Not thinking 
I remember 
And I know you remember too 
Longing for that small pocket of time
I’m dreaming of you. 
I remember you like the cider we tasted 
Still sweet on my lips 
Your soft lips
Longing till we know we can 
When we want to to know we have 
Whenever whatever we may
The way you used to smile at me 
Long walks 
Not thinking 
I remember 
And I know you remember too 
Longing for that small pocket of time
I’m dreaming of you. 
I remember you like the cider we tasted 
Still sweet on my lips 
Your soft lips
Longing till we know we can 
When we want to to know we have 
Whenever whatever we may

Image via https://taicarmen.wordpress.com/category/the-role-of-the-dreamer-the-falseness-of-civilization/ 

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