Pipe Dreams

Clothes making a line dance.

Parades of balloon making their way to your cardiac muscle.

Showers of sunlight

upon your pretty melancholic face.

Splashes of pecks on the promenade.

Campaigns of love and loyalty.

It made a difference.

You left with knocking on my door.

There is hope.

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