Angels fall from heaven when love fails to find it's way to connect lonely hearts.
Spirits sown from the same cloth, dreaming of unification at first sight.
Fantasy so real, that sleep fuses with reality to the point that your walking while sleeping.
Visions become taunting and haunting....
Daydreamers, lost in love, desiring to become one.
As pen leaks names of unborn seeds, one boy and one girl, both with good hair.
Big beautiful eyes with adorable faces and complexions of golden brown....
Fantasy is what reality isn't, but, yet one can dream and wish upon falling stars.
That shoot across clear skies, burn eyes red.
Praying for destinies that are yet recognized.
Wanting to be loved, needing to be cherished.
These hearts wait patiently.... As the sun rises day after day.
Looking out glass panes directly into pouring rain, sipping on cappuccinos.
Thoughts being shared telepathically by six degrees of separation.
If not contemplated by you, then by someone you know, or by someone they know.
Poor, Young, Rich or Old....
They all grasp pillows tightly at night, for their dreams....
They hold and cherish, waiting for the dawning of tomorrow!
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