Watching water burning boats lost at
sea
Traveling with gunmen, waring
amongst themselves
I am daydreamer…the one who catches
stars with her toes
Time scares me because it has faces
And flowers never bloom they just
shine when they’re in love
I am daydreamer….a daughter born of
marijuana’s
Did you know ghost don’t speak
unless spoken to?
And the man on the moon is actually
a lady
I am daydreamer….sleep tires me
Daydream…Daydream…Daydream
Like treetops are stroking the sky
Like children that only came to
rescue us
Like crying is laughter with passion
Yes I am daydreamer…
I have better dreams when I’m not
asleep
© 2011 Holly O'Brien
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