Friday, July 1, 2011

Oaks outside the Oneirologist

Study my dreams,
Tell me what I'm thinking.

"No! is that what you say?
 I don't believe it."

study me well,
learn me through,
I'm a thousand facets
tell me why I shine despite
all my imperfection.

Hey, I'm here to you,
tell me what you know.
But tell me before
you say anything at all,

Tell me
do you know your own dreams?

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