Dancing Dreams

More than just a fantasy, I am who I always will be.

But each night I lay awake, and wish I could dream for a my own sake.

Though my living is dreaming, can this really be what I am seeing?

Over and over I smile again, only to be called sensitive and vain.

Wrong you are, well right and wrong at least, that of me is just a little piece.

Fallen stars above my head, and only one thing can ease my dread.

Woven words, beauty to see, wishing I can find the beauty in me.

Once more to scream a name, wanting nothing to take this pain.

Sweet and salted, the taste of this. Nothing is better than this true bliss.

Cores, like the velvet of a mad man. Rough, like diamonds in the sand.

One thing to make me burn, is another only to make me yearn.

Collapse against myself in trust, only to fall away from lust.

Dancing in the moonlight night, jumping over myself with fright.

Catching a voice inside my head, sigh-fully curling up in bed.

Once again I see your face, and want to win you in this chase.

Wandering over these thoughts of mine, knowing my love is something shy of a crime.

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[Jupiter Jazz]

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