The dreams don’t stop, they come when I am asleep, they come when I am awake. I can be driving to work and my minds slips away again to big fantasy dream that has almost become my reality.
I spend my time planning when I can spend time alone with my dream, when I can hide away from the pain of my reality in the depths of this perfect place.
Everything is different, yet the same in this place
You are there
I am there
and nothing else matters
all the circumstances that would prevent us from being together are non-existent
it is the perfect dream of course
you save me from my demons
you rescue me from the tall tower
you protect me from dragons
it is perfect
my reality knows it’s not of course
but who let reality in
just leave me here with my perfection
i’ll deal with life when I wake up
March 5, 2010
Sunday Scribblings ~ Big Dreams
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Only trouble is, you do wake up…
Comment by Stan Ski — March 5, 2010 @ 8:58 pm |
yes true
Comment by strong2008 — June 18, 2011 @ 4:17 pm |