Pastels

June 8, 2009
I can't quite grasp it,
This cloud I'm floating on.
How did I get here?
My life; Always reality.
Harsh reality, painful reality.
Now I see the pastel colors
As if my life were a dream.

Reality does not exist
On this cloud.
Our lives; A new hope, a crazy adventure.
The best part,
It is ours, not only mine...

I can share this with you;
This cloud with this pastel world.
Like illustrations in a flip book,
I can see the motion of your heart;
Just a bit comical,
But engaging none the less!
Please, lets stay on this cloud
Lets stay together in this pastel world...always.

Reality does not exist
On this cloud,
Only dreams; More real than that reality.
These dreams are ours,
And no one can wake us...





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