I met you in my dreams, but one day in the flesh,
you sang to me, my favorite lines, like that’s what you always meant.
Instead that’s what I dreamt; you seranading me.
As your love and as your life.
Your words dig through to me, but were they
made for me?
Were your words meant to breathe
the life and soul back into me?
Were those words created
for my lonely soul?
Was your love enough
to warm this so cold soul?
@madelineoutman












