prolonging the conversation

promise me–

when we wake up

we won’t forget this dream

and a place where

love still exists; untouched by their cynicism

hearts are true

and puppies and rainbows and

sunshine and snow

all live together

and love–

love together–

like maybe you and I could

on a different night in a

different time

on our terms,

not this world…the one that dropped us here

together.