This is a new poem I wrote today.

If She Believed In Dreams

If only she believed in dreams
I know that she could see
true reality
I feel as if she’d want
so much more of me
not some flipped out fantasy
If she believed in dreams

Who could blame her
toward such sullen trepidation
for when a heart breaks
collapsing oft
there is not consideration
to be feigned
only bye-bye salutations
then shadowed shame

If she believed in dreams
I sense that she would be
what it is she wants to be
someone truly free
and so much more than me
a light that’s filled with love
not some lost dichotomy

If only
she believed
in dreams

© 2009

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky