😴🌍 Dreamworld

The societal norms of this world are too cruel because they put the restrictions on us.

I am not allowed to observe your eyes, or see your face, or even touch your shadow.

But I’ve always been an imaginer;

I imagined your touch, your hand, your scent, and even your loving gaze.

And this is the condition of me being lucid,

But when I fall asleep, then the real imagination begins,

Which people call a dream.

In my dreams there is only you and me.

In there the imaginary touch feels real,

Your breath is warm, your scent is sweet like honey,and your loving gaze turns into something like a corporeal warm breeze.

In that world there is no one to stop us from coming together,

There are no societal norms that restrict us.

And in there I spend my whole life with you:talking about the things we like,watching you fall asleep every night,giving you a goodnight kiss on your forehead.

Then waking up next to you at the dawn of the day,and kissing you awake.

Then I would spend my whole day with you,and then again the night comes and everything repeats from the start.

But the worst thing about a dream is that it ends,

And when I don’t find you next to me, it is like seeing a ghost of my imagination,which isn't shocking if I compare it with your absence.

But like I told you, I am an imaginer,So I continue my imagination all day and then visit my ideal world at the setting of the day.