Late at night

The clock strikes loudly in the middle of the night.
The time to make my way to the dreamland.
With you in my arms, cuddling gently and sweet.
A butterfly kiss on your forehead.
Looking at my with your crystal blue eyes.
Smiling wide, little diplets in your cheeks.
Golden hair buries my face.
So happy i have never been before to have a love so tender and pure.
As the sun breaks through my window, I open my eyes...
Where are you my angel, My paradise dream...
A tear escapes, on my pillow... it was all a lie....
22 dec 2009 - meld ongepast verhaal
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