What does it feel like to be alone with a full heart?
I thought I’d never know. But then:
Where did you come from?
Who are you?
“Are you real?”
Do you feel it too? …
Visions of desire every time I close my eyes.
You did something to me, I don’t think you realize.
Now I’m left here wondering if it was all a dream.
How could a stranger suddenly mean so much to me?
No, it was a dream.
Nobody could see.
Was it even me?
Yeah, it was a dream.
Well, that’s how it seems.
It couldn’t be me, I’m not that brave.
The highway is a circle: it led me back to you.
The mountain lions told me exactly what I had to do:
“You can have it if you want it — you just have to say.
You’ll never know if you don’t go there. It’s the only way.”
Now the dream is alive and well and I carry it inside my heart.
The synchronicities piled up but you were right there from the start.
My three minds aligned this time: my heart, my gut, my brain.
Like three mountain lions who told me I would never be the same.
No, it wasn’t a dream,
though that’s how it seems.
That was really me.
No, it wasn’t a dream.
I saw who I could be.
It wasn’t a dream: I can be that brave.