When does it start to feel real?

I had a dream the other night and in
It

You invited me to your birthday party.

I bought you a gift and everything,
I was quite terribly excited
And I’m sure you were too.

I got in my car and the summer stretched around It
It wrapped me up tight in a blanketed basket.

At the party, we chuckled en masse as the teens do tend to
Ignoring the tears in a world unattended to

And we did have so much fun.

when does it start to feel real
and
when can I lift up the blanket

i dream and i dream and it feels no more real than any night prior.
but still I hope it may.
when does it start to feel real?
the dream, I mean
because after all
there’s nothing I want more
than to be able to dream
and to believe
it
and say

'And we do have so much fun.’