Think of us in a dream
And how we play this game
Like lovers do
Then think of us not waking up
Hoping it will last
Forever true.
I think of you as a dream
A misty shade of white
Against the blue
Then just as quickly as you came
You start to fade
Like lovers do.
- John Emmanuel T. Manalo, 2004
[thanks to maureen shaugnessy for this photo]
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