From Io's Dream

you are a dream, surreal, supreme.

you make me feel, like i have nothing seperating.

but i wish,

how i wish,

to be free.



you can take flight without wings

but this is the smallest of things.



you make me feel fire in water, coexisting,

boiling my feelings, steaming my fears.



dont you know this, cant you show me

all the secrets you can tell me?

for i will astound by lifting up the ground

while kissing the sky and you.



look! it turns my world into escher's fantasy

while i ride on this lasting moonbeam,

from io.

io.



and it makes me feel partially real.

and partially a dream.

but we are,

yes, we will

be free.


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