listening to waltz no.2

i especially love Dmitri Shostakovich W#2 - this is in honor of him

is getting inside Dmitri's heart,
it beat as any heart should,
but with a fluttering, the sound of deep,
the size of the world, on my palm,
without heaven and the ground below,
it's what it means when they say
the world was made for you,
not to over-dream it, not to understand,
but to just breathe along, come along
before you sleep with watchful eyes
for the only dream, you could have
forever when you wake up, daydreaming