If You Were A Dreamer Poem by Liza Sud

If you were a dreamer - you'd embrace my poem
that Trump is dove,
If you were a dreamer - you would stare at my castle snowy,
but you attacked.

If you were a dreamer - you would not see in me a woman,
because dream has no hands.
If you were a dreamer - you would see Christ in all what you look at.
and not deny.

If you were a dreamer - you'd not ask what pleased me,
but will be like god,
like curled-haired Pushkin behaving dreamy,
knowing all delight.

If you were a dreamer - you'd break all real
walls in your mind that impede you.
So all the time it was me - a dreamer,
but too real - you.