As A Dream's Coming True

As a dream's coming true, do you think of the dreaming?
As you get a first kiss from her, still taste your fear?
When the crowd is applauding the reading of poem,
Are you looking to see if your Muse might appear?

At times tenderest moments are born in a hard place,
And a geyser can rise from the heart of deep spring,
Though her laughter might stay in a canyon forever,
It seems moon's softest light still can change everything.

For a dream's always fragile and part of subconscious,
And yet feminine virtues can help it along,
The meadow looks flooded, but thrush calls hear answers
Your words on a page are the heart of their song.


Long Tooth
July 31,2017

by Long Tooth

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