Dreams

A Poem by Brigg Aries

Is there a time that your dreams are better than reality?

There's this place, a magical place. A place where my imaginations come to life. A place where I have the strength to do what I cant. A place where I can fly, be the best combat fighter or even a dragon slayer. A place where I could travel through time. My favorite time here is where I am the prince and you are my princes. or when I'm up in the sky watching the sun set with you by my side. In here we were together. In here we love each other. In here we share hugs, kisses, cuddles, tears and laughter. In here I can hear you say "I love you" with affection in your eyes and feel the warmth of your touch. In here I can feel not just you body but also your soul against mine when you wrap your arms around me as tight as it possibly could. In here we can live happily ever after. But there is one place I hate in this place. It is always bound to an end. When the time hits its limit, Ill never know when would I see you here again. That's the only thing I hate in dreams. Yes, a dream is a magical place where I can be whoever I think I am and it is also where I am loved by you. But it ends the time I open my eyes and face the truth. I wished I never woke up because it is more often that my dreams are better than my reality. In my dreams you are my princes but in reality you belong to another prince.