Sunday, September 21, 2014

Subconscious.

You know, I had this dream
It was just a dream
Yet it won't leave my mind
So let me slip it into yours

Thing is, you were there
You don't know who you are, I guess
But perhaps you do

It was like a story
Memories mixed with fantasies
A crowded cabin full of faces
And yours, there in the distance
Smiling,
Waiting

I swore it was real

Then we broke into day
I lifted my eyes to the deepest blue sky
The clouds were an ocean
And I fell, captured, onto soft, bright grass
I didn't glance sideways
But you had lain beside me

It's these images
Which print onto my subconscious
One day, maybe they'll fuse with reality
I hope

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