became your dream
of somewhere else
of when I was
your piece of reality
images of a past
of a future
of our todays
Déjà vu again
waking up to this dream
not sure when fact
became merely phantoms
when images
stepped outside
ran towards my mind
giving life
to only dreams of we two
was it I?
was it you?
we both twisted
into one cord of hope
one grain on a sandy beach