85 Words

By Vandeleur
Fri, 12 May 2017
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I dream about you
Not at night
I can’t control my subconscious
It plays its own game
I dream about you in the day
Still not in control
The midst of mundane routine
Memories in dream form
I let the dreams play out
Transported to a room
Nothing seedy, nothing sordid going on
A surprise to some
To you
To me too
I watch specks of dust
Reflect summer outside
The din of traffic
You are next to me
Your hair dancing, iridescent
I’m content
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