wish
i wish
you
were
made
of
more
than
daydreams
and
stardust.
you
were
made
of
more
than
daydreams
and
stardust.
Beginning
There’s
A slow
And steady
Warming
Of hearts
There’s
A slow
And steady
Forming
Dreams
A quietly
Growing
Comfort
Of companions
A subtle joy
Of newness
On the pathway
To beginning.
This must
Be
How
Love
Grows.
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