Last night I had a dream, a very short dream where you were sitting in my livingroom along with several other people discussing something, I can't really recall. But I recall that you were very articulate in your presentation of your opinion. I remember you had a little boy with you and it was getting late. You wanted to stay but needed to get the boy home.
I followed you outside to say goodbye. We stood there for a moment, you looked me in the eye and touched my face gently. I pushed your hand away.
And then you stole my ladder.
Dreams, they can be strange...
(Simple words as I sit here remembering the warmth of your hand on my face)
1/27/2019
I followed you outside to say goodbye. We stood there for a moment, you looked me in the eye and touched my face gently. I pushed your hand away.
And then you stole my ladder.
Dreams, they can be strange...
(Simple words as I sit here remembering the warmth of your hand on my face)
1/27/2019
No comments:
Post a Comment