in my dream,* we lay in a field of daisies talking like we weren't strangers we were two souls laughing like crazy and this was our moment to savor
in my dream, you recited about the moon and her lustrous tales like it was your mouth's native language i stare at your moving lips and wondered about its taste fond details that my mind could never damage
in my dream, we were happy, we were full of light as the daisies around us swayed in the breeze i stayed wrapped under your arms, fearing no flight wanting this all to last like how it's supposed to be