smilinggoat's Journal: only in dreams

we live in the hustle and bustle, the tear drops of life. only pausing to reflect on our sorrows.

i am only with you in my dreams, my dreams that wake far too early.

to touch, to feel, to sit and query. these are but simple requests, no?

the soft touch of fur, the smoothness of skin, the flavour of your smell.
how i miss these.

i want to love, to sit and hold tight. crimes against my humanity.

this is an alarm call so wake up wake up wake up.

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(i'm no fucking buddhist, but this is enlightenment)