Letter 2

Dear dream

still everyday

i kiss your eyes

then the corner of your lips

and talk to you of my shades.

I come to you like salt

with lust

and find you in blurred colours.

I come to you like silver

with truth

that pierced my skin as well.

I come to you as milk

innocently trying

to find a heartbeat in your core.

I come to you as moon

naked with my flaws

to be perfect in you.

I come to you as satin

just plain

choking million breaths

Dear dream

I come to you in a white shirt

wrinkled

and several sizes large.

Put me to sleep, now I am only white.