DREAMS

DREAMS

'SMALL HOUSE.'
- I WANTED A HOME.

'CURVING FOOTPATHS'
- I WANTED TO WALK IT ARM IN ARM
      WITH YOU.

'SHADY TREES'
- I WANTED TO LIE UNDER ITS BOUGHS
      WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP.

'BIRDSONG'
    -    I WANTED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE.

'PICTURE WINDOWS.'
- I WANTED TO DRAW THE CURTAINS
     ACROSS THEM CREATING OUR WORLD.

NOW THERE IS NOTHING
BECAUSE WE DRIFTED APART.
DREAMS DID NOT COME TRUE.
I DID NOT WANT TO - BUT BECAME
A CYNIC.

~Lonely Being~

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