Dreamt we were together at a may day campground
shoulder to shoulder we lit the fire
though an argument soon arose to the height of our flame
as happiness stumbled like a newborn fawn
waking us up from our favorite dream

The vision’s still sharp enough
to keep both of us focused
no need to hari-kari on the razor’s edge
there’s too much turmoil in the world as it is
so shake me to slumber dear and never let go

I panicked for a moment
though it was only a daymare
a wolf on the prowl circling in the woods
but we fell back asleep before it could reach us
no fear only love inside the haze

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01/20/2019

Posted on 01/20/2019
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