A letter to my dreams
Dear Dreams,Lately I've been thinking about you. Haven't had much time to discuss the feelings that I have for you. But I'll tell you one thing, the feelings have not evaporated. "Bring me some water for these flowers growing out of my mind". I imagine us in a yard full of blueberry cream skies and pastel dreams. A knoll of grass and two minds intrigued. I've never felt like this before. This is a place "un-common like erykah". Do you know how to laugh, can you cry? Can you breath underwater with the wind in your hair? I thought that I saw you last night "wearing shades of satin" under the moonlight after the explosion. Was it you? Were you there last night? Im sorry if it seems like I am asking so many questions, but Its been a long time since we held a conversation. I hope that you get this message before it's too late. Suddenly I realized that time holds no measure between you and I. Before I even knew that you existed, you were there for me sunshine and rain. Was that you last night? So mysterious in color yet pure in mind. You can be so green at times then beige, then pink. I wonder about you a lot. Are you really this fictional painting covered in life? Well, tonite I will lay my head down on my pillow, and pray that you come to mind.
Love, Peace, Sankofa
Lyph
Excuse the grammer, this was a thought that I just let flow out of my mind.
posted by Liber8Lyph @ 3:08 PM
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