real

i want to dance with you under the light of the city. we could listen to the cars rush by and the wind drift throughout the trees. we could stay outside until the sun comes up. i could kiss you right on the mouth. you could move my hair out of my eyelashes and we could smile at one another. clouds would roll over head and we could sit and watch their velocity; like loving morning-glories we will invade that space. hold my hand in the busy street, i don't dare lose you. fresh bread and growing flowers, ice cold water and glorious fountains. rushing rush. but we'll stand still. i'll see you and you'll see me and we wont question that it's all real. realer than real.