The
dream wakes, wakes and shuffles
down
the stairs- pours a cup of Joe.
Sugar
stirs up a silly tune- sings
hey now, my girlfriend's back.
Upstairs,
smelling the coffee
dreamer
shakes her head, finds
an
echo to the walls - my, my, my
my girlfriend's back.
Dream
to dreamer, where’s the cream?
Dreamer
drifts on wobbly knees,
follows
the aubade's aroma.
Dream
to dreamer, let’s rise ready -
let’s
be ocean and sky.
Let’s
be aroma, let’s be song,
A
chrysalis of sweet déjà vu.
Dream
to dreamer, let’s quit the queue,
let’s
be the quest.
Dreamer
wants to follow cosmonauts,
lifting
white arms, smelling of Stoli's;
she
banks with the morning star, waves
as
dream shuffles on, sipping java.
Comments