Wishful Dreams.

18 Apr

I wish I could dream the dreams,
That could break out through the prison blues.
Not just be hollow unfulfilled schemes.color-dreams-photography-photoshop-Favim.com-455471

Tell me your dreams,
I’ll tell you mine.
Don’t fret if they are secrets,
I’ll keep them to my confines.

Because dreamers sore in the sky,
Really close to the sun.
Despite the star’s heat,
They avoid every burn.

Dreams like titanium chords,
Uniting my life, altered and entwined.
Because the eyes that shed tears,
Are the eyes that can shine.


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