Song For Kaye

She dreams in color,
but it's not a dream I've ever known.
I'm sure along the way she's loved another,
but tonight, tonight it's my heart she owns.

Careless whispers in the night,
this is the stuff dreams are made of, hun.
Why does this feel so damned right?
Well, my heart is on the run.

You can take my hand,
you can throw away childhood fears.
I will lead you to the promised land,
when you scream I'll be the one who hears.

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This poem's for Kaye...the most beautiful girl I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.

You are my everything, honey.

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