Treasure Island

B.B. Loring

(October 24,1995 / Maine, United States)

Dream Projector


I wish my mind was a projector
then you could see my love in brilliant colors,
in a picture on the wall.

I wish my mind was a projector
then you could see my dreams
like on the big screen.

I wish my mind was a projector
then you could see the worlds
I have made for you and I.

We have houses on Ganymede and Callisto
but I promise you this:
we will never be cold.

Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, April 22, 2013
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