"because i am a dreamer and you are the dream."
dreams
when you look at the moon
do you ever wonder
why it shines like it does?
i do.
because you're too busy
dreaming of her
and i'm too busy
dreaming of me and you
and the moon.
every time that tear
lands on your cheek
when you cry for her,
do you ever wonder
if how it cries too?
bemoaning it's separation
from you
i do.
because you're too busy
wanting her
and I'm too busy
thinking of you and me
and the tears that rest on your cheek.
every time you touch her
does she know
that she's all you want?
as her skin shivers with the pleasure
that i want to feel
i do.
because you're in love
with her
and i am in love
with you.
even though my dreams
never do come true
YOU ARE READING
the musings of a wallflower
Poésie"that day, he came to me and pointed at the sky, saying, 'What a beautiful, beautiful moon.' but he was all i could see" i write of infinite dreams to escape harsh reality. shortlisted for wattys 2018
