Thinking

~When I wake up I hear you
The footsteps behind me
Slowly they glide

~I didn't expect to see you
But you were there waiting
Waiting in the clouds

~My eyes covered by the sun
I saw your hair melt in them
Why did I fall so fast?

~I know this is a dream
Touching the sky ripples appear
I had one wish and this by ~Thinking~

by Nelson Guzman

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