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Midnight Daydream
Time slows down and comes to a halt
As it comes careening towards me,
Quickly gathering speed.
The night closes in and surrounds so tightly
While it expands and opens,
Making room for it all
This moment is fleeting, momentary
It cannot last longer than the span of a poem
Or even the length of a breath
Yet at the same time, it extends
And reaches past the bonds of reality
One moment becomes a lifetime
A lifetime that could never be explained
A moment that I could not talk about
Or dare to write down
The fear is what takes hold
The fear of sounding cliché,
Sounding inaccurate
The fear of the truth
And the fear of the inaccuracies
The fear of saying exactly what happened
Because it was never supposed to
It was an imagination,
A daydream in the middle of the night
A break from the norm
A crack in the ordinary
A defiance of the world
And the rules created by it
The world spun round
But no longer was the earth around the sun
It was I, spinning around you,
In an orbit around the car in which we sat
The seasons came and went
The years flew on
But beyond our little space,
There was nothing
Everything and nothing
All at once
In a collision of worlds and words,
No logic involved
A perfect moment
Created by so many tiny imperfections
An atmosphere of pure energy
Amidst a beautiful, calm wind
We laughed,
As we looked around
Our own private world
Slowly melting back into reality
The stars are relit
The moon is returned to the sky
We slam lightly to the ground
And scream out a sigh
Home again, home again
And no one to tell
Because it was only just us
Cast under the spell.
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