Dreaming

I dream of a boy.
A boy that is mine.
I know not if he's real
or lost in the depths of my mind.

His hair is black
like the earth without light.
His eyes glow green (sometimes blue)
like a cat's at night.

I dream of him
being very mysterious.
I don't know why
I'm attracted to the dangerous.

I dream of a boy.
A boy that is mine.
I don't know if he's real
but I hope to find him some time.

by Jessie Hopkins

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