We met in a dream,
or was it reality?
Some sweet hallucination
underwent gradual solidification. At times it seemed like a nightmare, still wouldn’t take it back for the world and not for perfection, no TIME machine to fix the ways
I fucked up.
Selfishness, shortsightedness, unwilling or unable to understand…
My mind still daydreams,
trying to make the future
some sweet hallucination
according to empirical rationality—Lets run away to somewhere else, somewhere empty, free, just you and me, an abandoned beach, blank sea, or anywhere… hand-in-hand…dance on the sand…
Young & still idealistic girl’s dream
and she’s closer to Heaven,
since she just came from there
has never had a nightmare.
In her mind, dreams
are always perfect
& perfectly capable of coming true.
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