just dreams

it was a dream and just a dream in the succession of many others dreams with their hidden and not so hidden messages; a dream that found me wandering through your space, as usual, almost lost in the many rooms, the kitchen; it was up high in some penthouse space; and as I wandered, out you came from one of the many rooms to talk to me; my thoughts racing I did what I thought you {he man in the dream} wanted; I reached out and pull you toward me uttering the words "I like you" only to hear from you what I really wanted to say "well, I love you"; and so the dream ends.

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