I had a dream, I, stood beneath an orange sky,
With her standing by,
Said ‘you look so beautiful tonight’
She held o wine, red or mine,
Standing by, the felt of hand,
The eyes speak, oh so fine,
Away from you, be killed if moved,
Your love’s a definite crime
I had a dream, I, stood beneath a felted sky,
Looked like a picture, sounds like a tale
It’s all true, in feeling I failed,
The wine had spilled, dress on fire,
Poker face, love’s on hire
I had a dream, I, stood beneath a darkened sky,
Woke up, with this dream within a dream
The hand’s not mine, distance resigned,
Another setting, another rhyme,
Past was life, future a lie,
The feeling morphs, breaks into a cry
If only she could help herself,
To regain within the designed frame,
To have moved from the sane,
For yourself;
Cuz love’s crazy, defined insane
A drop of tear,
With hands so cold,
A thought I could hear,
If only time could hold,
The eternal spark,
The serene heart,
But it dawned;
Society is such, love, an overrated fuss,
Regrets rule over trust,
One life is no reason,
Belief equated to animated treason,
Are we living the way we would have?
Are we believing in what we should have?
The wine in glass, the dress a class,
My hand in hers, lifted the curse,
It could have been a perfect take;
Chemical romance to this day
Life’s content, decision met,
Our Glory, Love Story…
