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i found myself lying next to you on the grass. we were soon surrounded by snow. this was a dream. i had not seen you in ages... we did not have to tell each other that we had missed each other.
i lay there next to you on the grass and you told me not to lie next to you on the grass and i asked you why... you told me that it was a bad idea because it would just make you want to kiss me. i did not move.
i have kissed you in the grass and also in the snow... i have kissed you a lot. but we did not kiss. this was just a dream.
not anything is possible in dreams. i wonder if you feel far away from me... i feel you are far away from me. it has been years, but here we are... forgiven and together, lying next to each other in the grass and not moving because we know what will happen if we do not. but we do not kiss. it is still just a dream.
i have caressed you and felt your caress in the spring and in the winter... but that was many seasons ago. we are together now, but we do not caress. we do not kiss and we do not caress. we are together, but only in this dream... we are still far away.
i am not sure where you went, or why, but here you are, lying beside me in the field. among the flowers and butterflies we do not feel the cold of the snow. i have embraced you many times, but we do not embrace. we are not back to where we were... but i feel you are closer. but it is only a dream. you are still far away.
you are not closer to me here next to me in the field, but you are not as far away as you are. i thought until now that you were too far away, but you are not. you still impress. you still inspire. we do not say much to each other lying in the grass. and we say even less in the snow.
we do not touch, but i am touched by you. your everlasting grace on the background of this grass. the sadness of this dream shakes me while its promise of hope elates me.
inside of this dream something reawakened inside of me when you were no closer but you were not as far away. you are a reminder. you are a part of me because this is in my dream. but it is just a dream.
i will awake, but this dream will remain. it will remain a dream.
i lay there next to you on the grass and you told me not to lie next to you on the grass and i asked you why... you told me that it was a bad idea because it would just make you want to kiss me. i did not move.
i have kissed you in the grass and also in the snow... i have kissed you a lot. but we did not kiss. this was just a dream.
not anything is possible in dreams. i wonder if you feel far away from me... i feel you are far away from me. it has been years, but here we are... forgiven and together, lying next to each other in the grass and not moving because we know what will happen if we do not. but we do not kiss. it is still just a dream.
i have caressed you and felt your caress in the spring and in the winter... but that was many seasons ago. we are together now, but we do not caress. we do not kiss and we do not caress. we are together, but only in this dream... we are still far away.
i am not sure where you went, or why, but here you are, lying beside me in the field. among the flowers and butterflies we do not feel the cold of the snow. i have embraced you many times, but we do not embrace. we are not back to where we were... but i feel you are closer. but it is only a dream. you are still far away.
you are not closer to me here next to me in the field, but you are not as far away as you are. i thought until now that you were too far away, but you are not. you still impress. you still inspire. we do not say much to each other lying in the grass. and we say even less in the snow.
we do not touch, but i am touched by you. your everlasting grace on the background of this grass. the sadness of this dream shakes me while its promise of hope elates me.
inside of this dream something reawakened inside of me when you were no closer but you were not as far away. you are a reminder. you are a part of me because this is in my dream. but it is just a dream.
i will awake, but this dream will remain. it will remain a dream.