A dream is a dream, some might say.
But to feel it, to really grasp what I saw, is something unexplainable.
Just a flicker, a vivid millisecond.
Left me in awe, and longing for more.
They say we humans, reinvent our thoughts and dreams.
Perhaps this too, was my own reimagination?
Of what I thought of, or what I wanted.
Cramped inside the deep chasm, that is our mind.
Our hands reached out, to one another.
As of now, I faintly remember, t'was you leading me, or the latter.
The warmth of my palm, connected to yours.
Your hand, only half the size of mine, so gentle and soft.
T'was the only image I remember, when I awoken from slumber.
It felt so real, but maybe I wasn't sober.
But alas! It will only be a dream.
* I chose this song because....It's good? Yeah it is.
It's a good listen. Plus this was the first song that came to my mind when I tried recollecting the dream.
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The Girl from Maravatío
PoetryA short story-like poem dedicated to my wonderful girlfriend~ (The titles are different but all of them are dedicated to my girlfriend, Lye)
