Imaginary Streams

Close your eyes as I take you,
To a place I want to be.
Imaginary streams of love,
With waterfalls of peace for all to see.
When you're there you'll see the trees,
And the blue sky up through the clouds.
This stream it flows from the mountainside,
And the birds fly and sing very loud.
The water smells so fresh,
And combined with the mountain air.
It takes us far away and I know,
Just you and I are there.
Roots of Oaks and Cotton woods,
Fathom down the banks of this shallow stream.
At first glance it appears condensed,
But it travels on farther than what can be seen.
This is so pure it must be real,
This vision I have of you.
Going with me to this special place,
Please make my dream come true.

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