The Dream


When the blue sky is painted red

And nothing is real, or so it seems

I shall visit that path again

The path I took, only in my dreams

Where I have seen you oft enough

And the other colors just grow faint

And I hope I find the courage again

To love and trust, with no restraint

No pretence, no make believe

Reality, finally, as that dream had been

And all this while, know that I wait

Till that dream finds me.

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