I had a dream I saw an old friend
It reminded me of times that never end
In the midst of the dream I caught someone's heart
And the confusion may have torn it apart
In an intervention from grandma
And attempts for forms in tandem
I awoke to find that none of it was true

With attempts to response
another friend made a pause
Attacking from the heart
Thought I tore him apart
And in the tornado of emotion
I seeked a troubled devotion
And in the heart of the moment
A saint had my atonement
And with tears in my eyes
I looked to the sky
This must be a dream
A reality that can never be

i love you,
i want you,
but i can't have you.

That it took some time
Overtaking our fear
Is now a precious memory
Reminiscence of yesteryear

Today it's indisputable
Permanently clear
Our bond became eternal
Our concord ceaseless and sincere

In passing I take a sniff
Scenting a souvenir
Of your folded pajamas
In case you're no longer here

Freedom, fairly generous at first glance
Is being bounded more than once
By freedom others have obtained
Which, as Popper well explained
Entails the Paradox of Tolerance

If the hatred that some preach
Or the intolerance they advance
Must fall under the stance of Tolerance
Are being tolerated as Freedom of Speech
It will inevitably wreak —
                                                    
The end of each