Each night before I lay,
Lay down upon my floor,
For a long nights sleep...
Sleeping with dreams of you.

Each passing second is silent
The silence is total bliss
They occur more often than before
Thoughts of you while I dream.

Even in those long, cold nights
Or the hot, humid days
I still see you and smile
As I dream.

I look forward to the coming slumber
As you are my last thought before
And my first thought when I awake
All this when I dream of you.

 
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