Daydreams

I had a dream once. Of a possibility. I had wanted it so badly as it was full of sun.
That dream has since crashed and burned. Still brightly oddly enough.
Now a later dream some months ago. A second possibility. Though this one was grey and full of distance, there remained somehow a hope.

I’m curious as to how much of a cornerstone to make this dream. Nevertheless, at this point, I must challenge myself to keep first things first, less this stone trips me up with another crash and burn.

8-20-16

Tonight, in my solitude, I dream beautifully of future love and my love requited. To see the circle made complete; I’m saving all my tears for the joy to be had in that grand day.