This Game - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

this game of doubting
whether you are the butterfly
inside your dream
or the dream inside a
whether it is you
dreaming about a butterfly

or the butterfly dreaming
about you

this game of the mind
fluttering sighs

we like it
we do not want this game stopped

because for the meantime
they make
this stay
memorable, dream and reality tugging
like a game

on the beach one summer
you and i, this dream and this reality

time and sleep
bosom and blossom
measure for measure

drag and lag

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 24, 2008

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