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If you ask me what my dreams are,
My wind draws a blank i prefer to dream with my eyes wide open it gives my eyes room to think.
If you ask me what i'm craving,
I'd say a hefty does of soul food you know salt, sun, sand and fresh air throw in a rainy day run too.
If you ask me where i'm going,
I'd say, i havent a single are i've never known, never will, think roads are crazy, and prefer if i flew.
If you ask me what i do,
Just be prepared to hear me laugh a single hour or adjective oh man, we've all so much more than that.
If you ask me what i regret,
It might make me cry why take time to stir up those memories you forgive or forgot and chose to let fly.
If you ask me what i love,
Hopefully you could see my heart smile since only a few things occupy that acreage that make each breathe worthwhile.

So maybe stop asking questions for a bit and just sit and be with me then together we dance with the thought of how lovely being in a moment can be.