Fantasy (Ode To My Dreams) Comments

Fantasy
On nights like this, she would sing to me; she would serenade my soul with beautiful melodies, in the infinite array of stars.
I remember her voice, she would soothe my pain everytime; she sung songs that communicated directly with my heart and left my feelings naked.
On nights like this, she would whisper three magical words much to the delight of my ear and it sounded like music; a rhythm of enamour entangled in a beautiful ode.
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