when it comes true
when my dream is found,
my goals reached,
will I be fulfilled?
will the future be everything I’d hoped,
or a letdown
a saddening realization of truth
telling me exactly what I don’t want to hear.
it can’t be predicted, and that makes me fear that my work isn’t good enough to describe how I feel.
but if the future was certain, I do not know
how far my dreams would let me go.
a symphony of saxophone and jazzy drums plays
for a crowd of men in wide collared shirts and women in boxy dresses
in their hands are drinks
martinis and manhattans
with glistening ice cubes inside their glasses
we're so close.
I am wrapped in the touch of another
suspended in a state of contentment
and soft safety.
the lights in my room are warm
and in the mirror
where the soft grass meets the sea
is where you'll find her
for eternity now.
young and alive in vivid shades
of every color
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