Sometimes we read into things <br />more than what is there <br />our desires want us to believe <br />what isn’t there. <br />Little gestures suggest things <br />that are not <br />what they were meant to mean. <br />Our heart clouds our mind <br />with what isn’t there, <br />still we want to believe <br />these things can be possible, <br />yet we know <br />that they will never be. <br />However, we hope our lives <br />are just a dream away <br />from what we want it to be. <br /> <br />12 August 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-away-2/
