all eyes on the future

waiting for the future

for you to imagine

the dream that takes you away

to the illusionist and the 'abracadabra-ist'

beliefs of astonishment and awe-struck hope

to drifting away from reality

for the seer of tomorrow

coming with the fluttering of eyelashes

breathing to the top of your head and soles of your feet

to forget clutter that has ahold

for dreams to become faerie tales

whereas the future is found

Dancing the two step

Fate and circumstance that hides just under your skin.

The pleasure of the daydream....

Just beyond the edge of reality.

Just beyond the circle that keeps us warm.

Just beyond the adventure that wish for.

This is the foot that keeps life bearable.

But the dance always has a two-step to it...

This one brings with it suffering.

This one brings with us to the brink.

This one is all about pain.

So now it is time to dance.

Dance. Dance. Dance.

Dance the two-step that keeps your imagination intact to deal with the struggle of life.

Dance. Dance. Dance.

Dance the tango that keeps you sane within the fantasy that you desire most.

Dance. Dance. Dance.

The Dream and Lie that never were.

Not knowing where one might be after the mist 

rises from the depths of the valley; 

it is here that I'm left pondering if my seeing 

what actually is there any better than the impenetrable lie that I keep close to my heart and hide in my mind. 

Do you hide and turn your face away from reality just so you can live in the bubble you call home?