on dream

i used to have a big, big dream.

my dream is so big

inside fits

an apartment unit

a bed, a desk, a yoga mat;

a small nightstand,

a warm yellow lamp,

and a dog or a cat.

fully furnished,

with a floor full of pennies.

now i have a dream.

my biggest dream is to have

a little life.

a life so big,

it has books, flowers, music, muffins, matcha, movies, many many other things;

it has the sun, the sea, the stars and the sky.

i have a tiny dream,

a dream so tiny,

only you can fit.

i want to live a tiny life,

a life so silly

all we do is laugh, cry,

or laugh until we cry.

do silly things and linger on

each others’ gaze in the eyes

that only have each of us

and a blue blue sky.

hell, even purple is fine.