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At night when the wind whispers low your voice is carried past the light and somehow finds my heart slumbering. I hear you in that far and distant place where dreams are always kept alive and hope is scattered amongst the stars. At night I feel an angel's breath that sweetly blows fragrant bouquets of lily, hyacinth, and roses. My heart is filled with love's familiar scent and leads me to the dream of you, loneliness is swept away by our sure faith. At night God speaks of my true love and assures me that my love is out there waiting for his heart to be awakened too. We share that same night sky, you lost in your dreams of me and I waiting on the wings of God's promises. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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