This poem was written a few years ago. It was untitled originally... I'll call it...
Fantasy Angel
I.
Tune your instrument
To follow the beat
To play the right song
To lead your soul.
I’ve heard this one before
When I was a child
And it was new like
The whole world I saw.
II.
Alone listening again
With an ear pressed
Against a locked door
But the energy behind it
Is felt inside me.
III.
I imagine a girl
With a tie-dye shirt
Who plays guitar.
Out of thin air
An angel I create
To fly with me.
IV.
I see commotion and traffic below
And I leave my fantasy
V.
It was nice to share
A song with you
And I will remember the dream
As if it weren’t one.
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