The 365 Project Pt. II

under a field
of glow in the dark stars
my skies turned bluer
than blue the floor and
walls disappearing
into ubiquious night

time and time
meet me here again
under phosphorescent
strange constellations
we’ll read them
together every night

dreams don’t have to die at dawn
dreams don’t have to die at dawn

the universe is
held together by unseen
glue the strongest bonds
holding all things together
are invisible trust
in what you feel

dreams don’t have to die at dawn
dreams don’t have to die at dawn

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