two dreamers …
lost in ideals, wandering through the surfuge of delusion, waiting for that promised star to become real
hearts believing, souls waiting, optimism our saviour, to make it truth known
we strive in life for this one wish, the flicker of maybe’s often seen, driving us, pushing us, always
for what if’s, we must keep going, reaching for the romantic blessing we believe to be ours
and in all possibility, these two kindred souls meet, same wants, same needs, same dreaming
do they lose themselves in the bliss, the illusion of feeling, dependent on the ideal
or do they make the dream a reality, creation beginning in intention, persistance to existance
can it be so simple, a wish, a dream, a meeting, the taking
real is in the eyes of the beholders, two in being makes it fact
to live the dream is to keep living it always
deluded or not … we are what we think
together to breathe, is to be it, as two
I wish, I dream, I live … I promise.
Soulmate be mine!