I Visited Dreams - Poem by Peya Jakob
I am sorry that we no longer speak,
and you no longer care.
It hurts that we can never kiss,
because you are no longer there.
I live a life of dreams, my stary eyed stare,
longs for the only place where you still care,
And thus i spend my torrid eternity,
walking the dreams of humanity.
I visited the dream of Martin Luther King and he had a dream.
I visited the dream of Elvis Presley and no one stepped on his blue suede shoe.
I visited the dream of william shakespeare just as romeo danced with juliet,
and woke up in a dream where i danced with you.
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