I often see a dream.π
A lad dressed in cream.ππ
I always desire to see his face..., it seems,
But I can't due to sun π beams.
I can only hear his foot steps coming near.ππ
The other thing is his voice that I often hear. π
With his usual voice, he says, " I love you so much dear".π
Through his voice it is clear
that my hero is the one who in my eyes can't see tears.π
He for me may has care
and maybe he'll has a lot of dare.π³
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He will be smart.
It is felt by my heart.π
But never in my dreams, I have seen his face.
Otherwise I will have surely traced.β
I am waiting for that time β
when my dream hero will become mine.π
Β©indubutola
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