Maybe I see life through a teardrop-curve shaped lens
But at least I don't see life the way you do
You call it being a "realist"
You frown upon the "surrealists"
Well, if you only live
For what is tangible
You will never develop a true love
For this world
Because the most exquisite parts
Of this place we call the universe
Are intangible
You say
Anything you can't feel
Isn't real
All I know is
You and I
Define the word "feel"
Very differently