Dreams Poem by Nate Truman
Dreams
I prefer the thick, syrupy clouds of sleep.
Laying back and letting my dreams take over.
There is nothing more beautiful than watching those rules of physics bend and play around with one another in our memories,
While in the background, pigs begin to fly.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
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4/27/2024 11:24:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
loved it short sweet and happy