i saw a van
that made me think of you
and that crazy dream of yours;
to pack up one day in an old
volkswagen camper,
drive out west with someone you love
for days and nights with no end.
i think of that dream of yours often,
not wanting to be 'her'
but simply wanting, with all i am,
that under those endless stars you drive beneath,
will meet you a "forever" that does not fall short
of that wonderful dream
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