Y'all ever get that feeling
When you just a little bit higher than usual?
When you a little more lax and chill?
When you feelin' like magic?
When you just can't stop thinkin' about that certain someone?
Your man, your girl, when you just can't stop Daydreamin?
Feelin' the love the other part of you offers? The best feeling is the one your people can give you.
The bindings, the shackles that tie each other together, visible to all,
In the form of connecting hands and in the way they stare
They radiate happiness and are bonds stronger than the toughest things
Causing even the most stoic of people to shed a tear


When you Daydreamin, you feel light,
You feel like the best. But Daydreamin, it ain't reality,
When you look at your one, you see the mask of perfection, the mask you put on them
But having a fake lover, that's better than having none at all,
Because when you have no lover, no sweetheart you can trust,
Instead of feeling light, you start to see
The bitterness, and the nightmares that plague the alone
Darlin', if you can see this, if you can feel it, the harsh reality that is life,
Then you'll understand, just how hard it is
To stop Daydreamin, every day of your life.

From that quiet place,
Take time and replay to save face,
Process the dead weight,
Push through the dark age,
Until slithers of light break
Through burnt edges
Of that pictured frame

But you're awake,
The colours of the world
Start to fill in,
You were daydreaming again,
How long for now?
Let's say a minute,

We can all pretend

these Sunday mornings feel like endless seas
I’m slowly floating toward the horizon
immersed in bluish mist through which
the rising sun sends warming rays

sleepy I gaze through frosted window panes
     there is a world out there
yet somehow all that I can see
are hazy shapes of luscious breakfast items
set upon the table beckoning
together with the morning papers
for me to settle down and eat and read
     without time’s breath upon my neck
no need to hurry   jump into my clothes
rush out and try to catch the bus

the news is terrible as usual
but somehow less important than on other days
whether the stocks are high or low
abroad   at home   the dollar falls or rises
affects me moderately at best

it seems a lazy morning spawns a lazy brain
noises of busy-ness seek access here in vain
headlines are read without concern and soon forgotten
all systems are content with letting go
and feel besotten with the prospect of a pleasurable day

     nice picknick on the common green
     a game of badminton to have some exercise
     delicious dinner at my favorite restaurant
    
night comes much earlier than you surmise
on your way home you see the half-moon rise
you vaguely wonder where the day has gone
before you rest your head after no work well done

Today I went out in the world and I was alone
But you were in my mind as etched onto stone
And it felt like a home you were holding my hand
As we saw so many places as dreams that expand
On the stroll we saw hills rolling lush with green emeralds
And white fabled stallions wild out of their stables
You looked into my eyes and saw something that was fatal
But not in a bad way, just beautifully disabled
Vulnerability like a newborn that’s safe in my cradle
Like resurrection, a prophecy, your head held a halo
So I held you ever closely as the sun began set
We were sitting on a bench and no words needed said
As reflexes dawned onto you I was drawn
Two heart beats in sync, two lips formed a bond
And when we opened our eyes we tickled clouds in the sky
Freefalling through space, laws of physics defied
I reached into your chest and pulled both of us inside
And bound as we found a cocoon to reside
No death do we part if our life be denied
So when we break free to the heavens we will fly

And suddenly every song,
poem,
and shooting star,
Was about you.
And I wondered
If that would ever stop:
If every star,
Birthday cake,
And wishbone
Would always be for you.
Or if one day
I could wish on something new.

Every wish  has a closed eye,

and so does every prayer,

Every sin has a motive,

and so does every dare.

For better there is worse,

and for then there is now,

so let life balance for you,

What to do and how!

I'm told you only live once,

but do you really know?

I swear i'll have an afterlife,

Yet I've had one before.

It started when I picked a star,

off of the milkyway,

I wanted to keep it for myself,

So I hid its light away.

It wasn't very smart of me,

because when I saw it next,

It had blown a hole in my small world,

and took me to the next.

Where all I do is float about,

full of Joy and happiness,

Yet I know I have to get back,

to a dull somberness.

If you are reading this,

Its probably best you know,

That I am just a crazy dreamer,

looking for a show.

It caught my eye on a slow Tuesday
The leaves falling
like
                                 brown
               rain
   just
                          floating
     gently
                  to
                              the
**cool, damp ground on which everything will come to rest on soon