In a reoccuring dream

I lead children into space,

feeding thier imagination with the reality of vivid stars and colors unseen

in each variation of the dream, is a cadet-blue sky outline with a salmon pink afterglow,

warmth accompanied by the dream's bittersweet end

a cozy conversation with an old friend

on the rooftops of a sleeping city

our gaze fixed on infinity

if only i could paint and capture the colors,

but for now, these sounds will do,

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