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A Night In A Dreamland…

I want to be in my own small dreamland,
A place where birds sing in the night,
The moon and the stars light up the stage,
And I dance with birds to the music by the flowing breeze.
I see blossoms happy and the air full of fragrance,
A place one of its own kind, a place for me to be.
I see butterflies and birds so quiet and dance,
Only two souls are awake to maintain the balance.
The only whisper I hear is coming from his heart,
Singing to me, talking to me even we are far apart…



© 2012 Pimmi Nag