the night of a dream

chasing purple clouds
looking up to see
visions like dreams to the sky

it was pretty she said
wishing over connecticut
deep in the deep blue fields

he asked how far
as heaven it seems that
this so true to me

reaching out with my mind
and touching it tight
words flow like curious beams

a mind screen
the faith of believing
the instant connection
in a split of a lifetime it seems

they laughed and slipped
and away they played
and seeped into the night of a dream


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Inspiration requires images. These images came from running across the bridge as the evening settles in, and speaking with a friend who relocated to another state, giving me a glimpse of what his life is now like.