"A Dream Called You"
A swallowtail flew with me in the puffy clouds.
We got high, as this luftmensch smiled at me in the sky.
Silver butterfly float by, in thin air, on golden wings.
Tears cried for years in my dream.
A spring flower makes the rain shower.
Love loses all of its secret power.
A flower is found the next hour.
As my minds blows, a breeze slows.
I'll be yours in a day or two.
I want you to go through.
Something only you can do.
In a dream again.
Show me so I can see.
Reality or a fantasy to be?
So real it's surreal!
You are now and never forever.
Jon Billet
Jon Billet
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