secert/when i dream

secret

I am like a special secret,
you whisper in someones ear,
I am a special breeze,
a beautiful deer.

Don't ask me any questions,
and I won't tell you any lies,
Just whisper special secrets,
and stare into your eyes.

Feel this breeze in your soul,
in your special soul.

When I dream

When I dream
I am closer
To believing all that I see
As real

Is Reality beyond logical truth of ticking time?
Is reality a moment of timeless infinity?
Have I been in that infinite
While I dream?

Are dreams cocktails
Of fantasies of chaotic unconscious,
And fancies and expectations
Of everyday life?

Isn't Life-Reality
The same cocktails
Of unconscious
Desires and response?

Then from where
The instantntly intuitive response
That I go through
While not dreaming,
Come from?

Isn't that "unknown"
A reality?