Friday, September 29, 2017

A dream (muse)

I drifted off into a dream,
Where life is nothing like it seemed,
The colors were vibrant and bright,
And the stars stayed the night,

The dream felt oh so real,
Nothing like reality,but I feel,
Like the sea met the sun,
And the dream was fun,

The only time I got confused,
Was when I saw my muse,
I wondered if this was reality ,
Questioning my sanity ,

The dream was something more,
Than a open door,
It brought me clarity,
In this unfamiliarity.

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