Seeping into my dreams like a misty fog
nothing I can do to stop it
it invades my sleep an uninvited intruder
until you become all that I can see

Between the fog of awake and asleep it exists
this dream I cannot remove from my mind
over and over the scenes replay
and you are always there

It comes only in the night when I cannot prevent it
filling my thoughts with feelings believed to be long dead
as if you are right there with me I can almost smell you as I sleep
and it is you who is always there

As awakening approaches they start to fade
the vision becomes dimmer by the daylight through the window
and just like before I wake to find
that you were never there at all

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