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A Castle of DreamsI am the castle and you are the dream. I see your face as a cloud at the dawning of twilight. It is you I behold. It is you I prepare my heart for. Come dwell within this heart, sit upon my throne. For I await your presence even as the trees capture the glow of all that you are. Hear these walls call out your name, for they need their king. How beautiful is the light that filters through the leaves and crowns the castle that dwells within. When the dark hour of loneliness invades our sacred place, your love sends the darkness into the vast sky of only you. Then I dream and call you back... back to the castle, back to me. ~~And, you are no longer just a dream.~~ Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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