Dawning Reality: Dreams For Tomorrow

darkness retreats once more,
stolen away
by pastels so soft
and so sweet...
kinda like
the bum fuzz
of trumbling bumblebees.

and the surety
of Night's mystery
is lost
once again,
to the wild wonder
and dazzle
of a new day.

but here,
right now,
in this gentle in-between,
where the witches
and fairies,
and magicians still play,

i remember when
you & I
would dance
blissfully innocent?
courageously optimistic?
or maybe,
just at peace
with life,
and one another.

so i dream a bit longer
and pray you do too.

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