May I Dream of You?
Some dreams are too good to be true.
May I dream of you . . . when I can't see your face?
When you are far away, when my eyes seek solace
Let me dream of those days, conversed with those warbling eyes
That relished the chirping mirth, that didn't want the moon to rise
Let me dream of those nights echoed in that familiar voice
That showered myriad stars on open eyes to rejoice
Moments that were made for us, let me dream of those too
So what, they didn't occur and strike my heart through
No, no! I can't dare fill my eyes with a dream
O, why are they so brittle and break with unbridled screams
Don't want to lose my dreams, don't want grief to strike
You can make them come true; dream them, if you like .
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