how do you overcome who you really are without losing the whole point of being alive?
we love too much. or is it not enough?
the speed of dreams
transcend meaning and hide me beside you
let me dream
let everything come true
let me fall never land
let the tidal wave recede, suck but leave me on the beach, dazed
still here
sun above
sand beneath
if it were up to me
we would walk there now
to the place i can imagine us
to the place where we are visible to one another
clear
i am getting used to the dance
used to the masks, the gowns
the timbre of a life in love
on the street of dreams
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