Longing for the day
When my dreams count as real life
And I remember.
Only good ones though–
Sidewalk reunions, relief.
Scattered song and dance.
I could do without
underground caves teeming with
naked mannequins.
Longing for the day
When my dreams count as real life
And I remember.
Only good ones though–
Sidewalk reunions, relief.
Scattered song and dance.
I could do without
underground caves teeming with
naked mannequins.