Dream State

I know my long hair caught your eye-
as you where driving by.
Luckily that was the hook
besides my sparkling eyes and sexy look.
You point to numbers on your truck
your numbers stands for 'angels' not for luck.
Now there many times I would see your face
on other roads of time and space.
Yes, in the surreal dream state
I'ld see you in the past a different date.
So this is the first poem, not the last-
the scenery changes-
time speeds up fast.
For an ice spell could ruin your chance-
get in the way of your sacred dance.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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