Where will my dreams lead me?
Cartoon kisses distract my hurting heart.
2 pieces of clay made from one source, one set of hands, one burning fire, and now set to the task of waiting to be set on a table.
Packed away, sleeping cups wait,
What awaits us when we sleep?
We sleep to remember the dreams that inspired our passion for life.
The lines that draw a map of mountains to conquer and moments on pinnacles to share.
Together are dreams wrapped each other into our souls that we share as one.
The peace in reaching a summit of familiarity shared from a moment before we were born.
The beauty of sharing uncertainty certain in the surprises that make each day worth waking for.
