Meet me in a dream.
Meet me where we can be raw,
pure,
for
each other.
I’m tired.
Too tired to smile,
too tired to listen
to the incessant dialogue
between our bodies.
Meet me where we can be one,
undone,
the sun.
I’m too tired to think,
too tired to cry,
too tired to choose a road
when the road is inside of me already.
Meet me in a dream.
by anonymous