a world figuring out who I am

Exploring the dream I remember seeing her, there sitting, waiting, listening to the wind and the waves crashing at, and washing her feet as she is out there on the shore. She smiles, she has a secret smile in which she keeps all her dreams; a secret smile that she keeps for herself and me. I knew it. I know it. I will always know this. I see it in her eyes when she looks at me the twinkle in her eyes says what her mouth, her lips and tongue can't. The dream, the desire, the hunger, the longing. It is today I think about her again, about her perfect imperfection and her flaws which she has many but without them she couldn't be real she wouldn't be herself, the sweet mystery that she is. The distance that separates us in relativity is the dream world, is in the dream world as it is in my reality, it is physical it is the one we drew ourselves, for fear of hurting she is AStonishing, she is LOvely, she is MInd-blowing she is my imagination, she lives in my imagination, she is in my dreams, she is you. From the mind of Cogliostro