Cathedrals of dreaming

a dream come true {poetry}


Originally posted on mysecretinnuendo.com

One thing I can be sure of. I feel like I'm under water, underground or under something when I imagine you.

Sometimes when it's late and I know I'm asleep, I also know that the cathedrals of me are open.

And, during those times, when I'm actually not asleep, but awake, you are with me. You whisper.

I can't even say yes now to your offers because I don't know how.
Yes.

Am I dreaming?
Yes, you're in my dream come true.

I have conversations with you when you aren't here.
It's ok, I'm always there.