It's like when you kissed me you wanted a band of horses to come rushing towards us
and steal the sand out from beneath our feet
knocking me to the ground
and steal my innocence away.
But I thought there was a future hiding deep beneath sand that sleeps on the ocean floor
and that when you stirred it up
it would circle around reefs and reefs to find me
where I was
with you.
I thought that my heart would cry for you so hard
that screams to the air would become powerful enough to
change birds' migration
and causes the wind to whip into a funnel
I thought that floors could collapse
and flag poles would fall to the earth
upon an earth-shattering feeling of passion
before I met you
I thought flowers could grow to the sun
and solar systems could shake hands
because I thought that's how friendly worlds could be.
When do fantasies come true?