Listening
Good night, my friend,
when the lights flicker
I dream of you
and cannot help but smile.
I remember loving you
looking forward to your eyes
your scent a gentle breeze
a light shower caressed by roses
Do you remember those days
The sunlit afternoons,
and the wind-kissed flowers
that greeted our faces at night
Good night, my friend,
my dream crafted so long ago
You were the candle in my life
that lit my path in the darkness
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