Read Between My Heart Strings
Dreams are rarely ever real,
But they have a very strange appeal,
Breaking apart present and reality,
GuIding the realm of sensuality,
Hidden messages Lie here and there,
A subconsciOus in secret warfare,
Or imaginations of a peculiar life,
Without the grasp of voracious strife,
A realm so distant and alluring,
A metaphysical setting that’s reassuring.
Darling I did not expect to see you there,
Breathing in the unconscious air,
Your Vision was stunning and quite a sight,
Such presence was a dElectable delight,
My heart had disconnected a while ago,
When you had disappeared—mY dark shadow,
But now we stand face to face,
In a fabricated wOrld of mind space.
Caught off guard, the sun awoke,
And you dissolved into wispy smoke,
Heart a mess and thoughts on you,
Hands grip sheets as feelings turn blUe,
We may never meet again on this earth,
Or in my nostalgic astral turf.
I did not have time to ever say,
What my soul felt from day to day,
So please read between each line,
Until we sit again on cloud nine.
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