Of incomplete smiles and lazy afternoons. Of all things Bong. Of music and minor chords, Of poems and thoughts of rain.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Yume no Tsubasa
what colour are my dreams?
red, blue, green or black?
are they real or just streams
of cotton fluff lying around?
should i try and touch
them? i dunno what will happen.
honestly,i really don't know much
about all this dreams and stuff.
i supposedly am real.
whatever that means.
its only that sometimes i feel
my dreams are more alive than i am.
i woke up in the middle of the night
to find dreams floating over my head.
wispy, slight, translucent, bright,
a kaleidoscope of shapes and hues.
the only thing i wanna know,
...are they a part of me?
and what happens if i let go
of them? do i fade away too?
can i please see your dreams, too?
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