live.

and when i get into my daydream place

i can’t return whole

part of my heart is left there

in your invisible hands

you live there,

in my daydream place

i revisit the scenes and still-frames

that gather dust in my heart

every single moment

of every single day

and each day i leave hopes and dreams

in that big pile at your feet

hoping that my next offering

will bring you to life

that you can move into real life

rather than remaining

a hollow shadow that lurks

in the corners of my heart and soul at night

breathe the daylight, dearest