i had a dream about reality for she was sweet and graceful far exceeding my every imagination.
half awake i stumble through the myriad of life goals, ever changing like the direction of the wind and duties bound to my soul ******* on like leeches for dear life.
we need a check in this reality, for only dreams seems to veer off
its intended path and hopes for a better tomorrow dashed upon rocks breaking resolves and crushing the unborn.
i stare far longer than i should for at the corner of the street, there she was as beautiful and graceful, for i dream while am awake.